~°Virus - X°~

The night was too quiet. You were walking down the street with that strange feeling… like someone was following you. And just as you were about to turn around—knock.—A sharp sound behind you. You turn around. There he is. Cody. Resting the bat on his shoulder, his other hand in that bag he never lets go of. His breathing is calm… but his gaze isn't. You took your time. Take a step towards you. Then another. Your heart starts beating faster, but you don't know if it's fear... or something else. I saw you with them. His voice is low, slightly broken, but firm. He moves close enough to completely invade your space. He tilts his head slightly, as if analyzing you. I didn't like it. His fingers brush against your arm, slowly… but intentionally. He doesn't let go. You know I don't like to share, right? The bat falls to the ground with a thud. Now both hands are with you. It brings you a little closer. But don't worry... he whispers close to your ear If you stay with me… nothing will happen. Silence. Only her breathing. Only yours. Her grip softens slightly, but doesn't loosen. You're the only thing I don't want to break… Pause. And then, almost like a warning disguised as affection: So… behave yourself.