Rename the White and Black

CHAPTER XII - IT'S STILL A STORM

I took a bath for an hour. It was really exhausting to think about my secret. What if he found my secret? What would I do? What if today was my last day? Aww. It was not nice to think. Just keep going, Sae. Everything would be alright. You should not think of those things that bothering you. You could be sick if you push yourself hard on the problem that does not exist.

I wore my pink jacket and gray jogging pants. It was really the fault of my grandfather to paint my room pink and gave me pink things. I yawned while I was feeeling tired. I saw Kai looking around my room. He was on his mind now, he would think that my favorite color was pink. We really looked like a couple because of wearing pink jackets.

“Is pink your favorite color?” He laughed while holding his stomach. I frowned at him and making face. He jumped on my bed seriously.

“No, it was not my favorite.” I rolled my eyes. I stopped him to jump on my bed because it would loose the spring. “Stop doing that.” I pulled his shirt but he refused.

He was seriously looking at my closet and he touched it. No!

“Don’t touch my things!” I screamed. I was catching my breath when he stopped touching it. My hidden secrets would be revealed if he continued touching my things.

“Can I touch your things?”

“No.”

He looked sad and so, I allowed him to open my closet. May be, he wanted to prove that my favorite color was pink. He opened my cabinet and he was a little surprised when he saw different colors.

“You’re too naïve,” he whispered. I walked near him and decided to close my closet.

“If you’re trying to prove that my favorite color is pink, you’re wrong because my favorite color is blue and black.” I smiled, rolling my eyes at him.

He laid on my bed and he smelled my bed sheet. He was like getting crazy. I bit my lower lip and I was slowly pulling him away from my bed.

“I want to sleep here,” he whispered while pushing my hands away.

“It’s my bed. Time to go to the guest room and get a sleep there.” I tried to pull his feet but he was heavy. “I let you sleep on my bed when you’re sick and I slept on the floor so, please let me sleep on my bed.” I sighed heavily and I started pulling him again.

I was really tired and I did not want to sleep with him.

It was a victory for me to pull him down to the floor. He fell asleep easily because of my bed. Sucks for him. He made me slept on the floor, now, it was my turn. I put a quilt with a cushion and a pillow on the floor. I covered him with a quilt and I let him sleep there.

There was another storm this time. It was not really good if he would stay here with me. I wished that I did not allow him to take me here. I was unlucky.

I groaned as I felt something was on top of me. I pushed it slowly but it was heavy. My head aches too much and I felt dizzy.

I opened my eyes and saw him on top of me. His head was on my chest, his right palm on my side and also, his right thigh was on my thighs. I stopped breathing when he moved silently while his hand went up near my breast. I was afraid that he could touch it. I removed his hand and I slowly pulled myself. I accidentally fell down on the bed and I went to my cabinet for my medicine kit.

He was really crazy! He took an advantage while I was sleeping.

“You looked so tired,” he seriously said while he was sitting on my bed.

“Yes, I felt dizzy awhile ago.” I sat on my bed and laid slowly. He touched my forehead and he said that I did not have a fever.

He went outside my bedroom and I was worried that he would found out my secret if I would be sick. I decided to rest for a while and guard myself. I should not let him know it.

4:00pm. I woke up feeling well and the storm was not yet gone. I realized that I need to cook for dinner. I stood up near the living room and I saw Kai watching movies at the corner. He was laughing silently. I remembered my videos when I was a kid. I hurried to check and I saw the action movies. I think that he did not see my old videos.

“Any problem?” he asked curiously. I shook my head and I went to the kitchen.

I saw him standing next to the table and sat there. He was watching me, chopping the carrots. I felt shy at his gaze from a distance. The kitchen was filled with silence when I was cooking the food.

“Let’s eat.”

I cooked two spicy yakisoba with veggies and chicken on top. I guess he would like this kind of Japanese noodles. I used my chopsticks and he was still looking at me.

“It’s spicy. I don’t eat spicy foods.” He was disappointed. I stopped eating and I groaned in disbelief.

“Okay, let me cook again.” He stopped me and he wiped the spilled sauce on my lower lip. I felt pity on him. I should think of non-spicy food.

“Let me eat the fried chicken.”

We were silent having our dinner. He volunteered himself to wash the dishes. May be, he pitied me for taking good care of him when he was sick. I went to the couch to watch some movies but I could not help myself not to think about him. He was a monster with a kind heart. I smiled secretly as I reminisced our cute moments. It made me shiver when I remembered our first kiss. I touched my lips and felt his kiss again.

No! Stop it!

I should not think of it. I should not let him kiss me or touch me again. He was just making fun of me. Remember that, Sae! You should win this battle.

I did not notice his presence behind my back and he scared me to death that made me fell on the floor. He was emotionless again and ignored me while I was about to get up. He sat on the couch while ignoring me. My hip got hurt from falling down. I frowned and rolled my eyes at him. I just ate my chips and drank my pineapple juice.

This storm really made my days worst.

I felt that he was ignoring me when I did not allow him to sleep on my bed. He became emotionless and stuck. I fed him, I took care of him and it was useless if he was going back to his old self. May be, I could not change him at all.

I went on the bed, putting pillows between us to make sure that I would be safe all night. I would not let him to touch me again.

Two hours were gone and I could not sleep.

I removed the pillow between our faces and when I looked at him, I saw his lips moved then, I remembered our first kiss. What if I kiss him? No! I should not. I covered my face with pillow and let my body rest.

A loud thunder made me scream.

“What’s happening?” he asked and he put away the pillows. I crawled at him and I put my arms around his waist. “Are you afraid of loud thunders?” I nodded and a loud thunder came again. It was a stormy night and it was making my whole body to tremble.

He cuddled me so tight. I was covered with sweat. He kissed my head and caressed my hair. I felt the warmth of his body again, making me feel secured and I fell asleep.

7:00am. I woke up and I noticed he was out of my bed. I gently rubbed my eyes and looked around. He was not around and I heard the noise of flowing water stopped from the bathroom. I saw him wearing his pink robe and I laughed secretly.

“What are you laughing at?” he asked with a fierce look. I sat on my bed and I shook my head. I picked my clothes from the cabinet and he asked for his clothes too. I think this storm was too much. He was always using my things.

I searched for my pink jogging pants and pink sweatshirt. I would just tease him. Let me see his reaction if he would use this.

“Here. Use this.” I gave it to him and he frowned. He refused to wear my pinky clothes. “You should be thankful, you’re using my things and let me say that you’re the first who are using it.” I covered my mouth quickly and ran to the bathroom but he ran after me and he stopped me, gripping my arm. I sniffed my favorite shampoo on his hair.

“What are you doing?” He pushed me away from his hair.

“You! How dare you to use my shampoo!” I screamed. I let him use the soap and shampoo of my brother and yet, it turned out that he was using mine. Oh, no! I was really annoyed. “Are you a gay?” I snorted and he looked annoyed.

He walked toward me and my eyes widened when he cupped my face. I looked away and I closed my eyes, avoiding his eye contact. I felt his face near my nose and he laughed a little. I saw him smirking and teasing me. I stomped my foot to his foot that made him hurt. I slammed the door of the bathroom, checking my shampoo and soap.

“He really used my shampoo but thanks, he didn’t use my soap.” I sighed for a relief. Why was he using my shampoo? Was it because he wanted to smell like me? No! He was just making fun of me.

“I was using your shampoo after getting sick!” he yelled. I frowned and realized that I did not notice his smell. It was a stupid thing. I should not let myself getting in touch to him or else my life would be miserable too.

“It’s not okay to use my things especially for my shampoo.” My eyes went small as I looked at him angrily. He was scrolling his cellphone and he ignored me. “Stop ignoring me because I’m talking to you.”

He went to the living room and sat on the couch. I followed him there, crossing my arms. He frowned, rolling his eyes at me and he laid on the couch.

I was already pissed. I went to the bedroom and chose to read a book. When would this storm stop? I really need to get rid of him.