Chapter nine: Learn How to Stay Away!
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I don't know if it could be because we've seen each other for so long. When I see him having a hard time, it becomes hard for me to see that. Overall, ice and freezing Daniel constantly shivered in his bed sweating from head to toe. I did my best to make him comfortable but all he did was sleep, tossing and turning I had to make myself relax.
My curly high bun fell to my shoulders, the shoes came off, and the leather jacket laid across the bed as I sat on the edge using this time to slow down the fever. The soft towel went across his forehead removing his locks out of his beautiful eyes.
Everything about this was deceiving; we both may die this evening with his coughing, wheezing, and bleeding high. For me, I'm an anxious soul. Blood moons are my eyes, stay low red and black, they glow under attack staring down at him. I know deep in my soul when it's time, I never have seen a hell so cold.
Yeah, we'll make it out, I know. We'll run right through the flames, whatever they might be.
"Daniel, whatever might be this trouble you say that follows you... I think it's absurd," I told him honestly, as he slept and I drenched the towel going over his chest that was bold like his personality. Getting him to open up was something I wasn't going to force.
I felt my cheeks blush softly as I wiped the sweat off his neck that shined his adam apple, "I truly wonder about you. I guess you don't really know that, who would be interested in knowing a thing about you? Well, I am."
I said proud and loud like I had an audience but none except for one. Casually running the towel down his chest I stopped; the beating of his heart didn't beat at a normal pace. He was so calm though, I guess what appears on the outside isn't the same on the inside.
That throbbing in my chest felt like his heart, placing my hand over mine while the other one stayed over Daniel's. They're beating at the same rate and this might be a bit of a stretch, yet, I leaned forward pressing my ear to his cheat hearing the sound of his heartbeat.
I smirked waiting for it to calm down. Other than that it didn't. In my best opinion, it began to speed up.
Instantly a pair of fingers entangled through my hair, rubbing the roots of my scalp while mumbling, "What are you doing?"
"What am I doing? Why is your heart beating so fast?"
"Kylo, you already know, don't you?" he said, as I lifted up my head with his finger tangled.
His eyes were half-opened drifting away back and forth, he was imagining things, "No, I don't. Refresh my memory."
He snickered, "She's different."
It was all he said before letting his hand fall on his side and I had no choice but to see the stitched up wound below. I feel funny, almost sick. I quickly finished up with his arms and sat back on the floor. I cried again hating all facts that last night got to this point.
I texted my mom telling her I would be a bit late for dinner so she won't worry about it getting late even though it's seven. After a while, our fingers locked together as I drifted off into this magical dreamland still holding on.
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There are so many things that can be said but those types of things wouldn't flow right with the two of these teens, they're at that complicated period in time.
Hours later, Daniel woke up. It's been hours and he took his time moving his body, making sure everything was in the right places. When it came to moving his fingers he felt a hold on them. Looking over he saw a girl at her knees asleep. He thought who this girl could be. It wasn't his mother for sure and for other girls he never brought them around here, this was his prison.
His mother locked him away here when he started high school. She was frightened for the young man to continue living with her, old memories came to light every day her son grew up in front of her eyes reminding her of his father.
Kylo now has the responsibility of Daniel Choi.
Daniel took notice of the leather jacket across his bed and immediately recognized the girl sleeping on his floor. He strongly frowned at the ceiling thinking how stupid this girl is to get a hint!
But it faded quickly when he was the stupid one to leave the leather jacket for her...seeing Renesmee tucked into bed softens him than leaving that ruff letter he had no choice but to leave the precious jacket that someone dear to him left for him to have.
Speaking his native language even the girl had never heard him speak before.
"백치!"
(Idiot!)
He sternly said, loud enough waking up Renesmee as he went back down faking his slumber. Renesmee looked around and shook from the voice and language, she thought there was a third person in the room and she didn't hear them walk into the room. No one appeared. Only them. The tilting of her head and confused facial expression drifted over to Daniel.
Renesmee prompted herself on her knees, pressing her left-hand on Daniels's forehead and face checking for his fever that surprisingly went down. She squeezed his left hand that Ren held with her right for hours, "The fever went done. You should be better now, " she said, about to stand up.
Doing so Daniel popped up scaring the poor girl and pulling her across him onto the bed. She laid on her back while Daniel had to hover all her, "What are you doing here? How did you find this place?"
"Daniel, you're awake," she says, surprisingly, "What are you doing? Your stitches!"
"닥쳐!"
(Hey, shut up!)
He complained to Ren that wasn't even supposed to be there.
"You speak Korean."
"You know what language I'm speaking?"
"Duh."
"Well, duh, " he mocked, "not a lot of people know that language when they hear it."
"Is it because you're Asian?"
"Mhm, they mistake it for Chinese or Japanese. Tch, we all look alike my foot," he hissed.
"I don't see it," she replies, staring at him for a good two minutes while he froze, "being on this type and all that certainly was you from the first time."
He snapped, "Shut it before I cuss you in Korean as well."
"So, I get you out of your body?"
"What did you say?"
"I'm clearly the girl that gets you out of your body. Speaking your native language, I bet you haven't spoken Korean to anyone outside of this house, hmm?" he rolled his eyes from her nonsense and tightened his grip around Ren's wrist that's holding her down.
"And about earlier, the things you were going on and on about..."
"Fuck you! I don't talk in my sleep."
Renesmee laughed, "That's what's so funny about fevers. They make you do crazy things you don't remember nor know the control of it. I do wonder about the things you said and why was your heart beating all rambling? Was it because of this girl you called different?"
Renesmee nonsense words started making sense to him. He told Kylo about Renesmee being different from the others and his heart beating rambling, was that true? Daniel didn't show it on his face but the inside made him sweat.
"I do wonder if I put my hand on your chest again would it go crazy?," she teased, reaching out to do it.
He freaked pushing down her left hand, "If you think I'll allow you to touch me again you have another thing coming," he sternly said, while Ren giggled.
"She's different? Is she me?"
Daniel smirks happily, "What you should be asking is who changed you out of your wet clothes and tucked you into bed."
Renesmee's face was planted red like on a billboard sign in the air when she thought about it, "Mhmm, I'm the least of your worries."
She scowls at his ugly remark and stutters the words, "W-who then?"
"My driver," he shrugged like it was nothing.
It got embarrassingly hot for Ren to continue being under Daniel that made her rage show on her face. Things took a turn for Daniel, he wanted to play so much the boy forgot calling this girl the dirt beneath his foot and went onto teasing her. She knew she couldn't let him tease her forever and thank goodness she didn't.
The girl took a stand against the idiotic boy that thought he had the upper hand, "You prick!"
She shouted, kicking Daniel in the middle of his privates, furthermore, his grip fell through allowing Ren to throw a punch in his stomach. That surely was going to leave a mark on him, a long line of suffering if he went on to screw with her.
"Yo, what the hell!" he whined in pain.
"Learn to not fuck with me next time!"
"Learn how to stay away!"
Both pouted sitting on the bed across from each other, "Ahh, my stitches."
"Stop whining!" she sternly said.
"Shut up! If you didn't punch me so hard-"
"If I didn't punch you so hard, what!"
Daniel held his tongue taking off the bandages as Ren glanced a look, "The stitches didn't even break. Doing all that crying I would have thought you were my baby brother for a minute."
"Ren, are you asking me to cuss you out in Korean? Because I seriously will do it."
She rolled her eyes feeling a bit sorry, "Here," Ren adds, trying to help and clean his wound, "let me help y-you.."
To be continued...
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2020