I was tucked in bed, staring at my ceiling. My room was dark. With nothing but my lamp at the corner of my room being a dim light source, all I could see were the silhouettes of the objects around me. I didn't mind that. Since it was bedtime, I was ready to have sleep consume me.
Currently, I was home alone. Once again, The Daniels had left for a meeting about the cafe. A part of me was offended since they didn't invite me again, but I told myself not to take it personally. The cafe was a family business and I wasn't technically family. Because of that, it made sense that Blake attended meetings and I didn't.
Sighing lightly, my mind went to my relationship with Blake. It was okay, to put it simply. We didn't have any problems, but we didn't have any sparks either. Deep down I knew I had friend zoned him, but I desperately wanted that to change. Blake would be perfect for me and I needed to realize that.
Suddenly, I heard the sliding of a window. My heart stopped and I quickly whipped my head to look at my window, wondering what had happened. And when my eyes went there, I saw a silhouette of Haiden in my room.
Quickly, I sat up. My hand shot to the wall and I turned on the light of my room, wanting to know if I had imagined him. And then, when my lit room up, it was confirmed that Haiden was in my room.
Stunned, I stared at him. He stared back, his face expressionless, and my heart raced. I had no idea how he came inside and I wondered what he wanted. It was probably what his gang was looking for, which made me uneasy. I never thought I would have to fight Haiden.
But before I could ask him what he was doing in my room, I thought of the day at the restaurant. Anger flooded into me at the memory and I jumped out of bed. I was usually a very calm person, but for once I couldn't contain my feelings. That was why I marched up to him.
"How dare you show up at the restaurant after you told me to stay away," I scolded, stopping right in front of him. "You forced me to stay away with your harsh words and then you show up on my date and stare at me, causing me to act out. I looked like an idiot cause of you."
Haiden lifted his hands up, as if to say he surrenders. I ignored that and kept talking, knowing I had to let out steam.
"How in the world do you expect me to forget about you when you keep showing up?" I asked. "How am I not supposed to wonder about you when you're always freaking around? What are you doing here?"
"It's not me who decides destiny," Haiden said, his hands still up in the air.
I huffed at that, annoyed. But then I wondered what I was doing. This wasn't like me. I never liked confrontations and I usually sucked it up when someone treated me badly. For some reason, Haiden made me so frustrated and I had no idea why. But I had to admit, he had a way of enhancing my emotions when they were related to him.
Suddenly tired, I walked over to my bed and sat down in the edge of it. Calming myself down, I then sighed lightly and looked back at Haiden. He seemed to be studying me and I wondered why, but I was too tired to ask. For once, I wanted to get straight to the point.
"Why are you here?" I asked quietly.
"I have a question for you," he said, pressing his back against the wall he was at, across from me.
"That's funny. You think I should answer your questions when you don't answer mine."
Haiden didn't say anything for a moment and I stared at him. Analyzing his face, I noticed the bags beneath his eyes. Haiden was nearly physically perfect and his bags were his only flaw. I had to admit they made him look older than his age of nineteen.
"Do you know what your guardians are?" he asked, surprising me.
"What they are?" I frowned. "What do you mean by that?"
Haiden seemed surprised by my response, but he then nodded. His shoulders seemed to relax, which left me confused. I had no idea what he was referring to.
"So you don't know," Haiden said, seeming relieved. "Good."
"Know what?" I asked. "Seriously, can you be any more mysterious?"
Haiden didn't say anything. His eyes began to roam around my room, leaving me watching him. Thankfully my room was tidy, but it was quite small. I couldn't help but wonder if Haiden was judging it and its lack of furniture as he looked around.
"Why are you here?" I asked again quietly, knowing there was more to his question.
I was curious. He said my guardians were something and apparently, I didn't know what they were. Somehow, I had to get the truth out of him.
"I'm looking for something, remember," Haiden said. "It's in this house."
Staring at him, I wondered why whatever he was looking for was in this house. I wanted to ask him, but I knew Haiden rarely answered questions. Due to that, I had to somehow get him to spill the truth out accidentally.
"Then why are you here?" I asked. "You're doing an awfully bad job of looking by staying in my room."
To my utter surprise, I saw blush creeping into Haiden's cheeks. It was barely there, so tiny I had to squint, but I noticed it and felt smug. Haiden wasn't at my house to look for something, he was there to see me.
"You're here to see me, aren't you?" I asked, my voice growing soft.
My heart felt warm and even though I knew I shouldn't care about how Haiden felt for me anymore, it was nice to know that he did care. After all these years, it made me happy to know that maybe, Haiden cared about me as much as I did.
"No," Haiden blurted out, looking away from me. "I..."
He drifted off and clamped his mouth shut. He wouldn't look at me for a moment and I stared at him, feeling my heart pound. Something was changing between us. Definitely for the better.
"Look, Luna," Haiden finally said, looking back at me. "I came here to warn you."
"About what?" I asked, frowning.
"I will keep my distance from you, if that's what you want, but know that my gang members won't," he said, serious. "Be careful of them and keep your family close. They want something here and they'll stop at nothing until they get it."
I stared at him, surprised. All this time Haiden kept telling me he didn't care and he even threatened me, but now he was warning me. It was out of nowhere, but I knew it was serious. That was probably the only reason why he was only doing it, which made me worry about my family.
"Why are you saying that's what I want?" I asked, remembering what he said. "You're the one who told my to stay away. That's what you want."
"No it isn't," Haiden shot back.
The moment he said that, he looked like he regretted his words. My eyes went wide and my heart froze. Hope filled me as I realized Haiden did care about me. Deep down, there was a part of him that did and although it was rare he showed it, it was becoming more frequent everyday.
"You're confusing," I said. "I don't understand you."
"Yes, I'm a complicated guy," Haiden said, going back to my window. "That's exactly why you should realize you're better off without me."
I opened my mouth to say something to that, but Haiden shook his head. He looked exhausted and I decided to let him go. It was obvious he needed sleep, so I hoped he would get some when he left.
"Goodbye Luna," Haiden said, going out my window. "Stay safe."
His words hit me hard and I couldn't help but grow emotional. Haiden was a complicated guy. I couldn't seem to figure him out and I knew he was better off left alone. But, my heart couldn't allow me to forget about him. Especially after I learned he did care about me, I would stay at Haiden's side, even if I wasn't literally at it. He had once been at mine when I had really needed someone, so I would stay at his.