Finding 'x'

•Deal with the devil•

"I didn't thank you," pointed out.

"You don't say." I loathed the amusement that laced his tone.

"Okay, I'm outta here," scoffed and made towards the door.

"Take your leave through the channel you came from. I won't appreciate queries for doing minors." I tried to say something in return but found no suitable comeback. I gave up in the end and redirected my steps towards the window.

"However, if you fall again, you might not be so lucky." His back was to me, his frame shielding whatever thing his hands were busy with, yet he was aware of my movements. I would have been impressed if it was anyone else but him.

"What should I na do? Pass the ceiling?" I snapped in irritation and sat on a cane chair.

"The place is decked. There's no ceiling," came his sombre reply.

"I know right? Didn't you like study sarcasm in literature class?"

"I'm a graduate of applied physics Isabella." He said in a matter-of-fact tone.

I huffed in embarrassment and decided to stay silent. Who knew Badoo could win a battle of wits?

Silence reigned for a few moments and I habitually looked out of the window, wondering how I was going to escape the trap I'd landed in all because of my foolish cravings. Now all my efforts resulted to nothing, I still would't be getting my blunt.

"Want some?" Badoo's voice sounded incredibly close that it startled me but when my eyes landed on what he was offering, my lips curled up in a smile.

Who knew Badoo also liked to party?

I snatched all three perfectly wrapped blunts and a lighter in excitement, much to the amusement of the long man. I was past caring.

He dragged a chair and stool closer after he finished wrapping more blunts. The stool held on it; two ash trays, a bowl of peppermint flavoured sweets, more and more blunts and bottles of spirit. I had to admit, I was impressed.

"Seems to me like you were expecting company," I commented with a raised brow and he snorted his reply.

"Who wants someone like me as company? These are the best company one can get." I nodded grimly in agreement and took a deep drag.

"But you know this can land you in hell right?," I questioned tentatively. That was the first time ever Badoo had said more than four sentences without adding the 'H' word. I wondered why.

"Aren't we all living in one?," he questioned in reply, his words loaded with meaning. I kept mum.

Silence reigned once more, each to their own thoughts. After a few minutes, I decided to break the tension.

"What you said that day before assembly. What were you trying to say?" It was the question that had been on my mind for days, the question that I'd snuck into his room to seek answers to but found none.

His heavy sigh reduced my hope of ever getting any answer.

"I know a kindred heart when I see one," he said silently, after several other sighs. My curiosity was piqued of course.

"What does that mean? What do you mean?" He shrugged and tore open a peppermint.

"You're smart. Decode it." No. Not this again.

"I'm not smart."

"Keep telling that to yourself."

"I'm nothing like you either." A low rumble sounded from his direction. It was a chuckle.