Chapter 5

"She's a breath of fresh air"

Bryan's POV

She continued to sob but it reduced the closer she leaned more into me. All I could do was hold her I couldn't do anything more than that. Why was she crying so long and hard, for someone she didn't know. She didn't know why a cut to my wrist was necessary, she didn't know what I had to do to fight my demons. My demons were my pain, my never ending pain. Yet she cried like she felt them.

"I'm so sorry", she said with what I hoped were her final sobs, trying to pull out of my arms. "I'm so fucking sorry", she said her voice tinier than before. She took both palms to her eyes in attempt to get rid of the leftover tear. "I don't know why the hell I'm crying", she said finally, still avoiding my gaze. As confused as I was at her crying, I couldn't wrap my brain around the fact that I could hug her. I pulled her into a hug, me. She was just pressed against me crying, me.

"I'm sorry", realising my own words the moment the slipped out, but I meant it. For some strange reason, seeing her cry at the sight of my wound made me feel like I hurt her.

She lifted her head, immediately locking her eyes to mine, her expression was unrecognizable, and like she bit her tongue from saying something. "Whipes!", She said, her face going back to what I was used to, her tone back to normal. "Whipes could clean that", she said pointing at my slit wrist, how did she go from crying to happily getting back to my wrist? Happily.

I stared at her observing her every move as she cleaned my wrist. I was trying to not move an inch, she had all her attention on that slit. The fact that her tears stung even more than my cut was the only thing on my mind. Why was she crying? The question just at the tip of my tongue.

I've seen people irritated, disturbed, freaked out, scared by my cuts but they never broke into tears. The never started crying.

"I'm sorry", I said still trying to examine her, her long lashes moving up and down from blinking at my sudden statement. "Why are you sorry", she asked still focused on the wrist. I pulled my hand away from her, wanting to give her a reason to look at me, so at least I could read her face.

"For making you cry, or you crying, or in case anything is wrong", I said trying to make sense of her. Her lips parted as she stared at me, without any trace of emotion (thought that was my thing) "let's go to the park, we get some ice cream and we could talk about you. Considering I know nothing about you", she said matter of factly, as if trying to ignore my probably unnecessary apology. "Sure let me change?", I said already standing up to the closet.

~~~~~Few moments later(in that SpongeBob voice)~~~~~

(If you don't get the clue they're at the park now)

We both sat on the park bench looking at all the kids doing deferent activities. She was smiling, it made me want to smile. "Tessy is leaving", she said out of the blue her eyes still wondering around the park. Was that why she cried?

"I'm sorry for randomly crying on you. That was weird", she said giggling( her giggles sounded like cat bells, soft and somehow like a song). "I'm guessing maybe it was a mix of emotions. That and I'm stupidly emotional. If you're going to stick around maybe you should know", she said finally turning to me, her eyes brightened up by the sun, she looks beautiful in this light. Hell so far she looked beautiful in every night. "So what's your favorite flavor?", I asked standing up, breaking our eye contact. "There's this lemon flavor the guy sells, with a topping of chocolate crunch", she said smiling. I was using way too much will power, not to smile back. "Ok, let me go get us some ice cream".

There I was waiting for my order of ice cream, for a beautiful girl that makes me want to smile Everytime she smiles. I barely knew her but all I wanted to do was know her. Spending time with her almost makes me forget. "Lemon chocolate crunch and one strawberry ice cream", the man behind the counter pops up with both in each hand.

"No fucking way, strawberry?", Carmiella exclaimed as I handed her come of ice cream, it's a reasonable flavor. "You seriously like strawberry ice cream, I think this is about the strangest I know about you", she said with a giggle, bringing out a chuckle from me. (She meant besides the cutting). "Look strawberry ice cream in not gender specific", I replied pointedly, she bursting into laughter(her laugh could safe me).

"Yeah yeah I guess strawberry is every gender, whatever", she said defeated smiling ear to ear. She took another leak of her ice cream. The way she leaked her ice cream it would probably turn on a guy a mile away on right. If this were a porn vid I'd replace the ice cream with my dick. Yet inspire of all that, I just wanted to leak mine while I watched her do the same.

"Did you ever go to Central Park?", She asked most of her attention on her ice cream. "Not recently, when I was little my mom uses to take, but I guess I'm the type of New Yorker that doesn't seem for nature maybe? I love the comfort of my own room maybe", I concluded going back to my quickly melting ice cream. I didn't notice her face but I knew would be pity all over it, as usual. "Well I'm glad I brought you back to nature", she said with no hint of remors in voice. I can't believe this, this girl cries at the sight of my slit wrist but feels nothing when I call my obvious dead mom, I mean she was at the funeral. "I wouldn't say thank you just yet", I said hoping to challenge her, I just wanted to see her smiling more. "What do you mean not yet?", She asked as if genuinely curious. "Well when I was a kid I would laugh a bunch, haven't laughed since I've been here so", I said, she looked over to me with eyebrow raised(that's cute). "Oh is that it? I think I kinda heard you laugh earlier", she said pointedly poking my chest with a finger(I could giggle right now but I wish she would do that again, she looked cute doing that too). "That was a chuckle", I said trying to bite down a huge from on my face. "Well mister always so serious, you're going to have allot of laughs today, in this very park", she said dramatizing the whole thing like a host of some game show. Shit! I just laughed (I could watch her all day being funny and cute). "Ha has! Got you to laugh, Carmiella 1, mister frowny face 0", she said over dramatic once again, but like a child just given a full ass cotton candy. "God you're something else", I said in between laughter.

She's a breath of fresh air.