The City Of Astan

Ethan

I nod and pinch the bridge of my nose, shuddering as I hear the scream again,"Yeah.. I-It's just a headache."

Whit

I put my hand on his forehead to check for a fever before sighing, "Are...are you sick? If you are I don't think you should be out in the rain...at all," I say slowly.

Ethan

I shake my head and open my eyes to look at her, flashing a reassuring smile, "S'just a headache. I'm fine, I promise."

Whit

I study him before nodding, it raining hard now and making my hair soaked.

Ethan

I kiss her quick like I wanted to before standing and helping her up, "Let's get inside. W-we'll get a chill."

Whit

Okay then...

I slowly nod, not understanding what just happened, and stand, "Alrighty then. Where to?"

Ethan

I check the time and swallow, crossing my arms as I hear the scream again, "Doesn't matter. Y-you choose."

Whit

I think for a second, wondering where he'd be most comfortable before looking back at him, "Your place?"

Ethan

"No," I say a little too quickly.

I shake my head and curse mentally, pinching the bridge of my nose again, "Sorry. I mean, my brother will be there. I haven't told him I was... involved with anyone lately. I don't want to have a third wheel."

Whit

I nod slowly, he's scaring me. Taking a step back, I sigh, "I'll...I'll see you. I should be heading home anyways," I say before wringing out my hair and grabbing my bag which was underneath my jacket, nice and dry.

Ethan

I swear mentally again and drop my hand, catching up with her and stopping her, "Wait, Whit. I-I'm sorry. I.. I didn't mean for tonight to play out like it did. I-I get really bad headaches sometimes and I'm sorry I snapped tonight."

Whit

I shake my head, "It doesn't matter, Ethan. S'late and...and I'm getting a headache too. I-I can't..." I get frustrated, "Just, Nevermind."

Ethan

My heart sinks and I nod, taking a step back, "Sorry."

Whit

I shake my head and brush past him, dissapearing down the stairs.

Should've just stayed with my parent's rule...

Ethan

I watch her go and punch the brick when she's gone, fisting my hair and shivering at the scream again. Ugh. I screw everything up! I plop down and bury my head in my arms.