My Beautiful Mistake

Chapter Four

I made it back to the apartment ten minutes after my mental breakdown. Something was off, however. Before entering, I heard nothing. There was no sound, which was strange because Matt and Evelyn were such chatterboxes. I hesitated before knocking. When the door opened, both the person who opened the door and I gasped in shock.

"You." He stated.

"Me? What are you doing in my apartment?" I put an emphasis on 'you' and 'my.'

Matt suddenly came up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder.

Wait, what am I missing here?

"You two know each other?" Matt asked.

The stranger shook his head. "Wouldn't say 'know,'"

How quickly he dismissed our two meetings.

"Well, Brookie, meet my best friend."

Holy crap.

I suddenly felt lightheaded.

Wait, why was his face getting blurry? His beautiful face.

Then, my world went dark.

When I woke up, I realized I was laying on the couch and two faces were right in front of me. I screamed and jumps backwards nearly falling off the couch. Evelyn tried to unsuccessfully bite back a grin.

"You alright, Brookie?" Matt said looking at me with concern.

This was the second time he was unnecessarily worried about me. Dammit.

"I fainted, didn't I?" I asked, surprised at how weak my voice sounded.

He nodded. "You really could have hurt your head, but you're lucky Aiden caught you before you fell."

Evelyn suddenly appeared with a glass of water which I was forced to drink as they watched. Talk about awkward.

"You know, he carried you to the couch." Evelyn whispered to me.

Why was I unconscious for all of this?

"Um, where is he?" I asked, my voice now stronger and more natural.

Matt sighed. "I tried to make him stay, but he left as soon as he put you down. He's a stubborn jackass, you know."

Evelyn giggled and she must've noticed the disappointment on my face because she intervened.

"If you head out now, you should be able to catch him in the hallway, though."

I smiled gratefully at her and she nodded. I sprung up from the couch and ran to the door. As soon as I rounded the corner, I saw his large figure walking at the end of the hall. I literally sprinted to catch up with him.

"Hey." I spoke.

He stopped walking, but didn't turn around.

"Thank you."

He still didn't turn around.

"Can you please look at me?" I was really anxious to talk to him after all that had just happened.

All this time, he had exerted himself as a rude, heartless jerk, but he had shown us that he was secretly caring under all that. Now, I was determined to actually get to know this stranger who I had bumped into one day and wrote himself into my fate.

When he still didn't budge, I gave it one last try. Maybe he would turn around if I said it in my most vulnerable voice. So I did. I heard a heavy sigh and he turned around to face me. His expression was nothing like the one I had seen at the restaurant that day. It resembled anguish hidden behind a false front of anger.

"Thanks for not letting me fall."

"Who the f**k do you think you are?" He almost yelled at me.

I nearly stepped back in shock. "E-excuse me?"

"I can't get you out of my f*****g mind. What the hell have you done to me, dammit?" He growled.

Him, too? Good, at least I'm not the only one.

I felt like grinning widely, but this was definitely not the time nor place to do it. Suddenly, I heard a very, very sickening crunch. My thoughts vanished and I went back into reality in time to see his knuckles against the wall with blood leaking down from both the wall and his hand.

Fudge.

I grabbed his hand and surveyed the damage. He tried to tug it away from me, but my grip was firm. I felt tears threatening to leak down my cheeks. I was confused and hurt all at once.

"Come on," I demanded and proceeded to drag him to my apartment.

I needed to care for his wound immediately whether he liked it or not. He just stared at me dumbfoundedly the entire time.

Both Evelyn and Matt were in bed by the time we entered the apartment, so it was all up to me to bandage it. I dragged him into the bathroom and began to raid the medicine cabinet for bandages and antibiotics. I began to carefully dab away at any blood on his knuckles and care for the wound.

When I was done, he got up. I felt myself being lifted and before I realized it, he had picked me up and put me on the sink countertop. He stood right before me, yet my head only reached the middle of his chest.

"Thanks." He whispered so low I thought maybe I imagined it.

"You're welcome." I beamed up at him.

Maybe Mr. Heartless Jerk wasn't so heartless at all.

He sighed. "The f**k did you do to me, Brooklyn?"

"P-pardon?" I asked, caught off guard by his sudden outburst.

Was the bandaging not good or something?

When he looked up at me, my heart fell. There was so much pain and torture hidden in his beautiful eyes.

"I can't get you off my damn mind, and up until today, we didn't even know each other's names."

I sighed in relief. Good, it wasn't the bandaging. I put good work and effort into doing that thing.

He raised an eyebrow at me.

Oh wait, Brooklyn, the fudge are you doing? He's here pouring his heart out to you for the first time and you're worried about your stupid bandaging!

I twirled my hair nervously. "It's been the same way for me, too. Strange, isn't it?"

He nodded slowly and looked back at the floor.

"Is there a reason you're not yelling and cursing at me right now?"

He shook his head and took a really deep breath. "I tend to overreact and get angry easily sometimes. I'm sorry, beautiful."

Whoa. Did he actually just apologize?

I opened my arms for a hug. He probably wouldn't do it, but it was worth a shot. Surprisingly, he wrapped his arms around me and at that moment I wanted nothing more than to be like that forever. I felt so calm and protected in his arms. It was as if it was just me and him against the world.

He suddenly pulled away and hesitantly cupped my chin. My heart began racing at his very touch. All of a sudden, our lips collided and I felt a surge of electricity run through my body.

Wait, why is he going blurry again? Oh no...

My world went dark once again.