His Soft Spot

Rainy Night

It's one day before our second term of school commences, this weekend marks seven weeks of being single and three weeks after that awkward hallway incident. I roll over in bed to look at the time, seven, I rub my eyes making sure that I'm reading it correctly. Shit. I am. Since when does this happen, I go to dive back under the covers but instead decide to get up. I walk down into the kitchen to find no one there. I don't know what happens anytime before the afternoon in this house so, I don't really know what to expect. 

I walk into the lounge room and turn on the tv making sure to put the volume all the way down, I lie to myself that's it's so I don't wake up anyone. But really I can't stand the noise of a tv unless you have to strain your ears to hear it. Then I walk back to the kitchen on my tippy toes as the tiles are cold. I grab the bread and put two pieces in the toaster, whilst I wait for it to toast I grab an orange and start to juice it. I can't remember the last time I made myself a good gourmet breakfast.

I grab the butter, peanut butter out of the fridge and a banana. Then I get to work on my toast. Just as I finish up I hear a quiet knock on the door, I slowly approach but slight confusion clouds me as I wonder who it could be. I open the door and the cold air hits my body sending shivers down my spine. The boy standing in front of me looks pale from the cold but shocked, "I- umm, what- why are you here?"

"I didn't think you'd be awake," he says slightly smiling. 

"Me neither." I say dryly, "Kayden, what are you doing here?"

He shuffles his feet, "I just wanted to say that, I don't care if you move on already," I nod my head, is that really all he has to say? "and I don't care who you move on with,"

I hold back a snicker, ""so, the football team is up for grabs?"

"Take your pick," he says putting out his hands. 

"Why did you come here just to tell me that?"

"Because I want you to be happy, and you might think 'but isn't there a bro code?' But as long as you're happy I don't care," Kayden shrugs. 

"You too and Damian is up for grabs," I say giggling, "I'll keep that in mind," he says leaving. 

If I'm being honest I was expecting some sort of explanation but I know that won't ever happen so, I need to stop hoping. I do find it frustrating that he doesn't want to talk about it, as usual. But I'm not going to let it clutter up my thoughts. I do decide to make an executive decision to fire my mental lists from working in my brain and I'm on track.

Liam runs down the stairs, "Going on a date, make your own way to school tomorrow!" he yells at me before rushing out the door. 

He dramatically comes back in, "You're awake?" I laugh at him and push him back out the door, "bye!" I say waving him out. 

I get a text from my mum asking how everything is going, I usually don't see her texts till hours later so I might shock her to death replying this early. 

To Birth giver: Everything is good, shocker I'm awake early! I think I'm home alone until tomorrow morning.

To Offspring: Awake already?! Lucky you, you can have some peace and quiet, I'll be back from my trip early tomorrow. Love Mum.

Liam is out for a date with Stephanie from the café, my dad is out with his friends and my mum is on a business trip. Luckily, I have plans with Maya and Damian because now we can have the house all day and night. 

I finally get a break to eat my breakfast, I decide to sit outside as today the weather isn't too bad. Although the forecast does expect rain later on tonight. 

"Timmy! Hello come here," I say in a weird voice to my Rottweiler, you know that weird voice we all use when talking to our dogs?

"Who's a good boy," I scratch behind his ears which sets of his reflex as he starts tapping his leg up and down.  

"We have the whole house ourselves, come on lets go inside," I say racing him back in. 

I place my plate in the sink before taking a second glance and deciding to do the dishes before my mum gets a chance to stress about it.

Then I climb the stairs and turn into my bedroom, it's awfully dark in here and even though I prefer it like that I can mentally hear my dad telling my to let some light in so, I rip open my blinds. Letting the sun stream in, Timmy runs up to my window and looks outside wagging his tail so, I open my window to let the fresh air flood in. 

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From Maya: Sorry can't make it tonight, something with family came up.

From Damian: I have to pick my friend up from a bar, they're passed out drunk, sorry I'll have to skip tonight.

Really? Oh well, I guess I'll have to karaoke alone tonight.

"Looks like it's just you and me, bud," I scratch under his mouth, "you like that don't you?"

I'm just about to finish my last piece of homework when the bell rings, "Now who could that be Timmy?" I say looking over at him but he's already down and waiting at the front door.

I look at my phone, no messages, then I peer through the window. I see a tall figure dripping wet. I get a glimpse of his features, and recognize almost all of them. I slowly open the door peeking through as a small gap opens. My jaw drops slightly open as I see him standing there. His jumper sticking firmly to his chest due to the rain. Bloody water dripping down his face, a massive bruise on the side of his face and a swelling lip.

"Fuck," I mutter quietly my dog looks at me with confusion. 

I grab the blanket of off the coach and open the security door, wrapping it around him.