Saving Him

Warren's Day

Someone trying to wake me up but I was too tired to wake up. “Cynthia... Wake up... It's already 4 am help me prepare the food." I open my eyes slowly and saw Warren smiling ear to ear.

“Come quick." He pulled me downstairs and I almost stumble down.

“Hey, stop running I almost trip." I said. He apologize.

I help him to prepare the food, the whole house was too silent because the boys is not yet home, they texted Warren that they'll be back this afternoon.

“Can you pass me the tomato sauce?" He said, I passed him the tomato sauce and he started pouring all of it. He is really good at cooking and his pink apron is perfect match for him.

“Where did you buy that apron?" I asked he smiled a little bit.

“My mom gifted this to me when I was a 7. She knew that I always like to cook... She actually influence me to love pink." He said while blushing.

“I also love pink." I said and smiled.

No one's around so we didn't bother to leave a message, warren said that he'll just text them.

“I'll go get change, I don't want anybody recognize me." I nod and I do the same. He wear his black jacket and mask plus his cap. I wear the Tshirt and rip jeans ritch bought me.

“Woah... You look even more gorgeous today." he said and I brushed it off.

“Oh come on enough with that, let's just go." I said and he chuckled. We were traveling for 3hrs, I don't know where are we but the air was so fresh and the view was so beautiful.

“This is our hometown, Dane lives here too." he said.

“That school, I have a lot of memories with that. This is where me and Dane used to play." he was pointing around and tell his history woth the place.

“We're here." we stop at the cemetery, Warren open the door for me.

“Why are we in the cemetery?" I asked.

“You'll know soon." I followed him until he stop at the certain grave. He arrange the food at the grass and sit at the fabric he brought.

“Sit with me." He tap the space beside him.

Monna Marquez I read the name on the grave. This is the first time I heard that name.

“Hi mom, miss me?" Mom???? then who's the woman at his every concert with his dad?

“Cynthia, this is my mom. Mom this is Cynthia." He said and I said hello.

“Today is my mom's death anniversary, she died at heart attack when I was 11. You probably thinking who was the women I call mom at every concert. That is my stepmom." oh... I didn't asked any questions.

“Let's eat." I grab the paper plate and some pasta he cooked.

we spend this day telling his story to his mom, I found it amusing because I saw another side of warren.

“Mom, Cynthia really help us." he said while smiling. I smile too

“I was mean to her at first but now we're friends." He looks like a child telling stories to his mom, I can't help to smile.

“She's also good at cooking, but mom she actually rejected me."

“Hey... that's not fair." I said and he laughed.

“I was just kidding." I rolled my eyes and he laughed.

“Thank you Cynthia for accompanying me here." he said.

“You force me duhh." I said and laughed.

“This is the best day of my life." He lay down at the grass.

“Cynthia... can you promise me that even if we disband or after you work with us, can you still be our friend?" I don't know what to answer... I want to tell him that I can't.

“S-sure." I said. His phone vibrate and he pick it up.

“Hello?... Yes she's with me... I forgot sorry... We will get home soon..." He hang up.

“Who was that?" I asked and he looked at me.

“Zed... let's go." He looks so disappointed. We were silent on the entire travel.

“Hey.. you alright? Is there any problem?"

“Nothing." He smiled.

“You want to buy something before we go home? pastries here are really great, I bet Jack would love it if you bought him some desert."

“Sure." I said and he turned left.

After I bought the different pastries we go straight home. When I opened the door I saw all four of them waiting for us and they look so serious.

“Where did you go?" Jason asked.

“We were worried for both of you. You know about the stalker. Last time Cynthia got stab because of them." Jack said.

“Why you two didn't tell us where you two heading?" Dane looks so mad.

“Where is your phone?" Zed walks towards to me. He looks so intimidating right now and I don't know why I'm getting scared. I gave him my phone and he type something, he also get his phone from his pocket and copy something from my phone.

“I save my number. Now you don't have any excuse why you can't tell where you are." He said.

“I'm so sorry, It's my fault... She wants to leave a note for y'all but I said that I'll just text you guys and I forgot about it." Warren said but all of them are still serious and glaring at Warren.

“Sorry guys..." I felt so guilty. They were all worried about me.

Jason just stormed out while dane seems calmed down, Zed sitting beside jack and ignored me.

“Hey jack... Sorry, I bought you some desert." I said and he was still look mad.

“You think I'm gonna forgive you for a dessert? Of course! Who am I to say no to a food." He excitedly grab the bag of pastries.

I was preparing for the dinner when someone grab the knife from my hands. I looked at him and it was Zed, he took over the chopping.

“Its fine I can do that..." I said but he refused.

“How's your date with warren?" He asked and his voice was too intimidating.

“I-it wasn't a date." he doesn't look convince.

“Then where did you two go? Do you like him?" He asked too many questions... is he jealous?

“At his hometown and no I don't like him." He looks straight to my eyes, his eyes were drowning me and too beautiful.

“You went to his hometown? Are you aware that he likes you? I don't think that wasn't a date." He said and he focus on chopping again.

“He said it wasn't a date and I don't think that was a date. And yes, because he already confessed." He aggressively put the knife down that makes me startled.

Our eyes met again but this time it wasn't full of rage but full of sadness. Is my instincts are right? Does he likes me? Or am I just assuming things?

“He confessed? When? Do you like him too?" his toned are different from earlier, it was full of frustration.

“Yes he did, I forgot when but during concert, and for the second time... No I don't like him and I can't like anyone from your band mates." I said, I pick up the chopping board and put all of the ingredients in the pan. He didn't say anything and left.

That's right Cynthia you can't like any of them... Including that guy.