Chapter 7.

Nothing could have prepared me for this, being on the rooftop with a guy I barely know.

I mean why did he bring me here, wait, he doesn't want to murder me does he?

Looking around, I notice the small green house, having been placed right at the center, along with benches, pot plants etc.

Wow someone has been busy.

I'm greatly in awe of the view that one is able to see from up here.

" Cool right?" He says while he moves about.

I don't say anything but just look around before I decide to take a seat on the bench, so I can actually take this all in.

" Wow." I say to myself.

" Wow indeed." My head whips to Connor who is now taking a seat next to me.

" How did you -"

" I have my ways." He says confidently.

" We shouldn't be here." I remind him.

" I know."

" Then why come here?" I ask.

" Needed an escape."

Silence.

" And why take me with?"

" Wanted a partner in crime for this." He says it like it is the most obvious thing and I can't help, but not have an easy feeling about this. Either way I decide to brush it off, just this time.

" You really like to risk things." I comment.

" Live life like it's my last, that's my motto, or was, till I came here."

" Venting?"

" Totally," he says. " All they want is easy, that's what I wanted too before they threw me to the dumpster." He bites of the last word.

" Offence." I warn.

" Sorry." I nod.

" Trapped, that's how I feel at this moment."

" Understandable." I nod.

" I was a free wing, always on the move and totally keeping myself busy."

" I don't know about being a free wing." I trail off.

He shifts slightly on the bench so he is facing me.

" You know, there's nothing more that I've mostly wanted then to be confident, be bold enough to do something totally crazy. " I say, facing forward.

After what I just said, he has been quiet for a while that I look at him to see where his mind is at, but all I catch is him staring at me with intense eyes, as if he is deep in thought.

" Have you ever tried just once?"

" What?"

" To do that something crazy?"

" No, not crazy."

" No?"

" No, just deadly."

We remain in silence for a bit, eyes locked and letting the thick air take control.

Being pulled into those eyes, I break the eye contact and face forward, not wanting to know much of his reaction to what I've just told him. I mean by now, he must be thinking that I'm some crazy freak.

I wouldn't blame him if he ran away because I know many would.

" I can relate," he says, pulling me out of my thoughts.

" We may have been in different boats but deadly, I know." He continues.

I'm mentally smiling at how he turns things around, just so that not all lights are on me and to not make me feel too exposed.

"Ha, you know what's funny, how you can really tell that you have someone in your corner when you are hurt." I say absentmindedly.

" What, want to make other rounds to the hospital." He jokes.

" Nope, I've had my fair share of hospital visits to last me a lifetime."

"Hmm." He makes a sound.

" What?"

" Guess I'll have to do a one upper huh?" He scratches lightly on his chin.

" On?"

" Hospital visits." He says with a grin.

A small smile creeps onto my face." You know, not everything has to turn into a challenge."

" Hey, makes life more fun." He smiles at me and I look down to my feet, so he doesn't see the smile that wants to break out on my face.

A moment of silence stretches out between us. " Where's your beanie?" I ask while rising to my feet, looking ahead.

" You noticed?" He asks from behind me.

I spare him a glance over my shoulder with a grin teasing my lips, before I walk away from him.

" Right, the observer." I hear him say to himself.

I take a stroll around, just taking in the cool air and trying to enjoy the view while I can, before I face the consequences .

I sense Connor fall instep with me and I know without a doubt, that he's doing that staring thing again, making it impossible to avoid those eyes at this point. So I turn to face him, being curious of why he is looking at me as if he's searching deep into my soul.

" You look different today," he says, making me frown as I look myself over.

I see nothing different from my usual attire of jeans and a plain white oversized shirt.

Before I can say anything, he beats me to it." This, definetly." He points to my hair.

I lightly touch my hair and I'm reminded that I tied my hair today, I never let it loose like I normally do.

" Um, guess I may have had some form of prediction about today's events." I say, my tone teasing.

He points to my hair again and asks." Can I?"

I nod slowly, not quite sure of what he intends to do. I'm not kept out of the loop for long when he reaches to my hair and takes out the hair tie, releasing my hair and letting my curls to fall around me. Surprisingly he doesn't stop there but starts touching my hair, in a way that's almost like he is fixing it. After a while he pulls back, with a look of approval on his face.

"Much better." He mumbles and I swear that I flush right then and there, so I look down, avoiding eye contact.

I continue avoiding his eyes when I step away from him to stand at the edge so to see clearly, especially the activity happening at the bottom. It doesn't take him long to join me.

" I'm leaving soon."

" You already told me."

" I know."

" Then why say it again ?" This time I pull my eyes away from the yard to Connor's eyes.

" So that you can go in and out of my room as you please and get your feed from your colour." We remain looking at each other, not daring to saying anything.

I suddenly feel something wet on my nose, then my cheek, forehead and it clicks in mind that it is starting to rain. He opens his mouth to say something but I spin on my heel and run away, leaving him to get out of the trance he's in and get back to reality, more like the reality with consequences at the end.

What I mean by consequences at the end, is just that, when both Connor and I have a lot of explaining to do to Vicky, who is now standing in front of my room door, looking anything but thrilled.

Guess I'll be the one at the receiving end today.