Between Two Fires

^.^ Chapter 14 ^.^

"Yes, well – you are one to talk," I finally answer. "When I first saw you at the Diner I didn't expected to see you again. Then, all of a sudden there you are, my new friends cousin, and you seem nice enough. Then you do things like appear on stage with a guitar, warn me off a guy, ignore me, make out with random girls, punch a guy, get mad at me for no reason....you are much more confusing than I am." The images of Josh forcefully grabbing me flash through my mind, sending a shiver down my spine. I cross my arms over my chest suddenly feeling uncomfortable again.

"When did I make out with girls?" He sounds confused and I roll my eyes.

"Right. Typical. Out of everything that is what you focus on." I sigh and roll my eyes.

"Well, I don't know who told you I did that but in the past week I don't remember making out with any girls." He says matter-of-factly.

"Right," My tone is thick with disbelief.

"Now who is the one judging, 'You don't know me well enough to judge'," He mocks. When I look up, a come-back on the tip of my tongue, I can tell he is just teasing me. I bite back my come-back and just return his smile. "So, do you get drunk easily?" He asks, changing the subject.

"I wouldn't really know..." I trail off awkwardly. My teeth find my lower lip and start chewing on it nervously. I hated this question because it brought another array of bad memories to the surface.

"Hm..." Is his only response for a while. He seems to think it over before continuing. "Do you not drink often then?" He asks finally.

"Not really." I sigh, "Tonight was my first time drinking." I elaborate.

My answer really seems to leave him speechless. He opens his mouth a couple of times but no words flow through. Finally his curious eyes capture my own as we tread slowly through the sandy shore. "Then why did you drink tonight?"

I take a moment to answer, "I guess I just wanted to know what it felt like to lose a little bit of control over myself and my surroundings for once." I take a deep breath, "To forget and just – be – for one night.." I finish off quietly.

After the events of tonight my reason for drinking sounds incredibly stupid even to my ears. I wait – for him to laugh or mock me but instead of doing so he just stays quiet. I sneak a quick look at his face but I find that his expression is blank instead of relaxed as it was before. He seems to be lost in thought, looking out towards the sea

"So uhm – do you drink?"

Really Cyan? Do you drink? What kind of stupid question is that –

"No," My mental rant is cut off by his answer. "I used to, but I don't really drink anymore." His smile is gone now. Suddenly, he comes to a stop – startling me in the process. I follow suit and take in my surroundings. I hadn't noticed but we had actually walked quite far, the party was just a small dot of light in the distance.

It looked like we were at the end of the beach, a huge natural stone wall stood in-front of us, edging its way into the water. There was no way to surpass it apart from what looked like a small archway to a tunnel which had a huge sign saying 'NO TRESPASSING' stuck right above it.

"Is this what you wanted to show me?" I speak up first, trying to keep the disappointment out of my voice.

"Close your eyes." Is his answer. I turn towards and raise an eyebrow.

"Really?" My sarcastic tone is ignored, he says nothing, "Do I have to?" I try again, rolling my eyes. He leans back against the stone wall, crossing his arms, and waits for me to comply. I sigh loudly and do as he asked, closing my eyes.