Roman shrugged. "Where's the fun in that?" His response seemed to anger her some more and he smirked. He watched as she sped up her pace, his eyes accidentally falling to her backside. He stopped almost immediately, something else catching his attention. He caught a glimpse of something that moved on his left side as they climbed up the stairs but didn't acknowledge it. "This place known for being haunted?"
Zadia glanced back at him. "Yeah." She said, nonchalantly. "Don't tell me you're afraid of ghosts."
Roman kept his head forward. "I'm not afraid of everything."
"Everyone's afraid of something."
"Yeah, well I'm not everyone." He grumbled.
Zadia rolled her eyes, using the flashlight to check the floor numbers. "So you're telling me you're not afraid of losing the people closest to you, that you're not afraid of the unknown or the ocean."
"I'm not." Roman frowned. "Why would I be afraid of the ocean?"
She glanced at him again. "More than eighty percent of our ocean is unmapped, unobserved, and unexplored. It doesn't scare you that there's shit in the water that we don't know about?"
"No." He answered. The both of them jumped again at the sound of lightning striking.
Neither of them addressed how uncomfortable the sound made them feel.
"You do know it's okay to feel things right... whether it's fear or happiness, or even sadness... it's okay to feel and have emotions." Zadia told him.
Roman yawned. "Just stop talking."
"You're so unlikeable." Zadia groaned.
"I don't ever recall asking if I was or not." He resorted. "That's your problem. You seem to always talk or bring up some shit that no one gives a fuck about."
"Now you're in your feelings."
Roman's forehead creased as he frowned. "In my feelings? Please. You're the last person that could ever get me in my feelings."
Zadia sighed. "I'm starting to think—"
Roman cut her off. "I don't give a shit about what you think."
"Dial it the fuck down! You don't have to be a dick all the time!"
"And you don't have to be a..." he stopped midway into his sentence. He caught another glimpse of something and that caused his eyes to slant. Something was off about this place. "Go get your stuff. I'll be back."
Zadia's walking came to a pause and she turned to scowl at him. "We're in the middle of an empty building, in the middle of the night and you want to split up? That doesn't sound very smart now does it?"
Roman rolled his eyes. "Whatever."
A scoff left Zadia's mouth. "Why is it so hard for you to admit when I'm right?"
"It's not." Roman let out. Admitting she was right, was admitting that he was wrong and Roman didn't like to be wrong. At all. This had been something he struggled with since he was a teenager. Being right got him through the shit he was going through, being wrong put him in stupid positions.
ChApTeR 8 Pt. 2
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