Stood in the living room he stared at the door uncertain whether he wanted to step outside or not, he had stood there for some time debating with himself but for now, he felt withdrawn. Where would he go?
A glimpse of something was caught from the corner of his eye and he turned to see what it was. It was his own reflection from the mirror the two had been given and with a deep frown, he approached it.
He brushed aside the hair from his left cheek to view the large bruise that had turned an ugly shade of blue and purple that stretched across his whole cheek. His fingers brushed against the sore skin, wincing slightly at the touch. It was still fresh and it would be days until he'd even be close to looking decent again. Squinting his eyes he could still make out the mark of the fingers.
You did a number on me.
He met his own gaze and quickly looked away again, unable to look at himself. Things had become too real and there was nowhere to run, he could only hide or face it. Hiding tempted him more than the other option.
I don't like this.
I don't like it at all.
This isn't like it is supposed to be.
This wasn't the plan.
I don't like it.
Things are too real now.
Stepping away he found his favored chair and sat down, staring at the wall in front of him.
Everything is changing.
You know how to do it. I don't.
I don't like it.
"Are you bored?" The voice of his brother rang in his head as clear as day.
Yes. Maybe. I don't know.
With a deep sigh, he sank into his seat and shut his eyes.
No. I'm not bored of everything. I'm not bored of her. A woman like her is a rare find, how could I be bored with all she offers? She is a thrill like no other. Much like...
He shook his head and dismissed the thought, sitting back up and then pushed himself to stand as he felt restless.
Change.
I don't like it.
Not like this.
There is too much risk.
After a while of pacing back and forth around the room, he finally came to a slow halt, turning to face his reflection again. He found it difficult.
But maybe it's time for a change.
Maybe it's time to take a risk.
Maybe... It won't be so bad.
I have made no promises.
And maybe it could all go horribly wrong.
