Breaking Glass

(5) A Stranger Is A Stranger After All

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“Thomas, please tell me I am not mad,” I begged, grabbing Thomas’s hands.

“Well, Rose, it rather depends on what situation you are talking about.”

I let out a puff of air in his face and he flinched, freeing his hands from my grasp. “Well, actually, I was talking about my sanity in general.”

He looked down and thought about it for a moment. “I suppose not. Although, your care for others needs to change,” he admitted, his eyes forming into slits to let me know that he was serious.

My lips formed into a tight line, Thomas always knew what to say to make me upset. “You needn’t worry about who I care for, Thomas,” I grumbled, clenching my fists and drawing them to my side.

He tilted his head a bit, and his eyes softened. “When will you stop acting like this?”

I stood there, thinking about his question.

“Acting like what?” I asked, deciding to avoid his question, as I did not know the answer myself.

He sighed, and I swore I saw a little bit of salty water on the rim of his eyes, making their blueness look like a large, empty ocean – an ocean waiting for someone to sail in them, to understand them.

“As you wish,” he finally breathed out, and walked away from me, immediately reprimanding a few guards at the entrance of City Hall.

Why must Thomas always worry about me? It was my father’s job – one he was not doing very well, granted – and I didn’t need another protector.

I looked to my left to gaze upon the busy city life, the rich once again looking down upon the poor, the poor dragging their bare feet in the mud. Nobody seemed to notice I was there – that, or they didn’t care. I’ve been somewhat invisible since my sister decided to pull a big one and marry Cade today. When the news broke out, I had been hoarded with questions, and I answered none, absolutely too sick about the news themselves to talk about them.

I hadn’t talked to Aiden ever since I rudely banished him from my room, but I had definitely seen him around town, his presence making my cheeks color.

Today was the day I was going to talk to him, it had been a mere two days since our last encounter, but my whole self was begging for more. My eyes begged for his beauty, my hands for his arms, my lips for his own.

The thing is, father prohibited me from leaving my bedroom after learning about my embarrassing my sister publically – it was in the paper the next day. I sneaked out with the help of Thomas – he escorted me out to the street, but stopped there, as his job was in jeopardy.

My eyes landed upon the glass shop, and my eyes immediately met his for two seconds, as I was too entranced to look away, but also too stubborn to keep eye contact. I stole a glance back to him and found him still staring, a smirk playing at his lips. There was an ambsace between us, but neither wanted to be the first to close it.