NINJA

Chapter 18

Few days later

Cleo wasn't completely healed but at least she could move. Her body felt numb so going to school was a totally good idea. The friends went into class. Everyone gathered her table welcoming her back, even the weebs at the table beside them. She thanked them all. Almost everyone cared.
Everyone apart from her obnoxious Asian seatmate.

At their table, the friends ate their lunch in silence before Anida spoke

"Have you heard about Jordan?"Anida asked, sipping her drink.

"What about him?"

Why should I care about the inconsiderate pretty boy?

"I don't think he's okay"

"I'm confused."

"The weeks you've been absent were strange. He comes to class early. Well like the time we usally come to school. He always stares at your empty seat. Each passing day, he looks pale and sleep deprived." Anida explained, worried

"And he lost weight. For two weeks he was silent, constantly spacing out in class. He looked very depressed and for some odd reason, it concerned you"Chris added a little concerned. Cleo knew he hated Jordan. But talking about his nemesis in that manner proves that something's really wrong with him.

"It concerned me?I don't think so. He hates me" Cleo said even though she knew that was a lie. Jordan didn't hate her. If anything they were civil with each other.

Anida smirked"Really? He kept writing your name in a heart in his notes. Someone who hates you will definitely not do that"

"Most times he whispers your name. Maybe absent mindedly but we hear it. I think he's really worried about you"Chris said softly, not in the annoying and angry tone he uses when he talks about Jordan.

He was worried about me?

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Cleo found herself standing once more in front of Jordan's door. Even now she couldn't get over how amazing her Asian seatmate's house was. She pushed the door bell. Almost immediately the door opened. It wasn't Ryan. It was an old person that looked like the stereotype butler you'd see in a movie. He had blond hair, hazel eyes, a handle bar moustache and wore on the butler uniform. He looked just like Alfred in Batman except Alfred had dark hair.

"May I help you?"He asked in his posh british accent.

"Yes. I'm looking for Jordan."

"And you are?"

"His seatmate. I heard he's not feeling too well so I came to visit."

He looked at her very suspiciously but still moved aside to let her in. She was still struck by the beauty of his house.

"Young master is in his room. Follow me." The butler said and motioned for Cleo to follow. The butler finally stopped at a black door and knocked gently.

"Young master. You have a visitor."

"Get lost"Jordan said, throwing something to the door

"Please forgive him. He's not in his best mood" The butler apologized on Jordan's behalf

I'll say

"Don't bother. Thanks"

The butler smiled at her, before turning on his heels to leave. She took a deep breath and pushed open the door

"Didn't you hear? GET LOST!!"he yelled, throwing a ball at the door which she easily ducked

"Whoa. Such a temper"

That was Cleo's voice. It can't be. Can it? His eyes were playing tricks on him. Again.

"Cleo?" he said.

"Duh. Were you expecting someone else?"she said smiling.

She looked around. The place was a mess. He was a mess. He had dark circles under his eyes. His hair, a tangled mess on his head. Jordan stared harder at her, rubbing his eyes to make sure it wasn't another illusion. Her jasmine scent filled the room, clashing with the scent of his cologne.

"Don't tell me you're suddenly scared of me." she teased"Come on. I don't bite"

Before she could say anything else, Jordan ran to her wrapping his arms around her. She was real. It wasn't an illusion. He pulled her body close to his. Feeling her warmth, her breath. Her silky soft hair. He tried not to cry but he was just overwhelmed with joy. The tears came down. He didn't think the thought of losing her could make him go crazy. He literally lost interest in the things he loved. He felt like he'd lost his way but Cleo's back. Everything is fine.

The past few weeks were terrible. He couldn't eat, sleep or do anything at all. He just felt guilty for letting Yoshi touch her. He was terrified for the first time in his life. It was a nightmare but it's all over. She's safe and alive and in his arms. He felt her hands stroke his hair. He felt nostalgic. His mother used to do that.

Cleo felt glad. It made her happy that Jordan missed her. She liked his hugs and wished she never let go. Suddenly it was getting quite hard to breathe. She gasped for breath and gently tapped Jordan's shoulder. He released her, mentally scolding himself for forgetting she was still injured.

"Sorry."he said, rubbing the nape of his neck, embarrassed

"You missed me so much, didn't you?"She said smiling. He missed her smile. He felt his heart beating so fast suddenly. She made him feel so flustered.

"I was worried"

"Thank you"

No. Thank you. You didn't die

"I wanted to check up on you. You're fine so I'll be on my way. My friends are expecting me and I have loads of assignments to do"

She walked to the door but Jordan held her arm, stopping her in her tracks.

"Don't go. Please."

His light brown eyes that still glistened with tears looked at her, pleading.

She sighed. She didn't feel like going either. But she still had medications and she wasn't completely healed.

"Sorry. See you tomorrow"

She pulled her arm away and gave a small smile before walking away. He just stared at his hand that held Cleo previously, clutching the emptiness. He sighed sadly but a smile  appeared on his face. A wave of relief washed over him. She's alive and that's all that matters.