Amour
Chapter 12
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Its just a bruise, Louis. I'm fine" I attempt to calm the panicky man who was refused to calm down.
We were in my room - thankfully - and even though I am still upset - and hurting - that Louis could have an outburst like that my subconscious pleads on his behalf. The entire journey here was swathed with unnecessary 'I'm so sorry' and 'Please forgive me's.
The bruise as I'd hoped wasn't serious in spite of the purple/blue mini island it formed just above my elbow. The sight of it continued to make Louis cringe and appear like an ashamed kid no matter how many times he saw it.
"Roger told me I would do this, that I'd explode that hurt you" Louis sat on the edge of my bed with his hands supporting his head.
"You didn't hurt me, I'm perfectly fine. Besides I was being a tad annoying anyway" I try to lighten the mood
"No, it was my fault. I was supposed to be in control especially around you", he looks up at me and his eyes aren't watery but I still think he's going to cry so I stride across the room to him and his arms fold around my waist with his face hidden in the fabric of my shirt at my abdomen
"Louis, stop. Let go", I struggle out of his hold and bend down to his level,"You need to stop worrying about me and what I do everyday. You need to get your temper under control because I'm fine but I don't want you lashing out at someone else"
"But-"
"No. Just do it, please"
My phone rings and I jump to answer it. My slight anger at Louis for his outburst, for interfering when I was talking to Tony all of which were immature, has begun to subside but not all the way.
"Hello" I say into the phone
"Sam, its Zack. Can you come down to Ella's diner right now?" Zack is definitely panicking on the other end
"What's wrong?"
"Ella got drunk during her shift and called me, I tried taking her home but she won't budge"
"Alright. I'm coming" I hang up and look up to tell Louis but the space on my bed he once occupied is now empty. He left.
***
"Where is she?" Zack is waiting outside the diner when I arrive.
Jase had put on a show about coming with me but I had to decline because its too late.
"She's in my car" Zack escorts me to his Mercedes and without a doubt Ella is sitting cross-legged in the back seat completely drunk singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
"I thought you couldn't get her out"
"I didn't. She just followed me out and climbed in"
"Any idea why she's acting out?"
"Not a clue"
I open Ella's door and she scrambles away from me like I'm Jack The Ripper to her.
"Ella, what's wrong?" I speak in a low tone
She turns and looks out the other window, I climb into the back seat and sit beside her.
"Ella, talk to me"
"You hate me" I'm grateful that she's talking although her words make no sense
"No, honey. I don't hate you, why would you think that?"
"Because we never hang out anymore like how we used to when we went shopping and stuff"
"We can still do that"
"No we can't. You went to a party without me. Twice"
Party? What party? Oh.................
"I didn't think that you'd want to come, Ella"
"Bullshit! Of course I wanted to come, but you don't want me around anymore do you?"
"I always want you around! You're my best friend"
"Prove it"
"How?"
"From now on we go to every party together"
"Deal. Ella, why'd you tell Louis about Tony?"
"Because I was pissed at you"
I'm afraid if I don't get out of this car now I might slap her because her child-like behavior is waltzing on my last nerve now. When I get out Zack asks if he can take her home and if I can cover the rest of Ella's shift at the diner, in my tiredness I agree and head on in to put the petite white apron on and begin serving arrogant and grouchy customers.
At around midnight when we're closing the door's bell jingles and I look up.
"I'm sorry but we're closed" I inform the customer but I don't hear a second jingle to indicate their exit. I look up from wiping the counter to see a familiar scarred face smirking at me.
"Michael" I gasp
"Hey, Sam. I found this little guy sitting on a bench outside" the query on how he knew my name evaporates when he pulls someone out from behind him - Jason. Oh man. Jase runs up to me and hugs my waist, my hand lies protectively on his back as I glance up.
"How did you know my name?"
"I never expected you to be working here of all places"
"Can I help you, Michael?"
"I just thought you'd want to hear my side of the story before deciding whether or not to hate me"
"What story?"
"Sam, I know your name and you really think I don't know Louis told you his version of what happened between us"
"Well, its late and I'm tired"
"I know but this won't take long" he takes a seat on a stool at the counter in front of me
"Fine"
Despite Michael's violent appearance, I don't get that vibe off him so I allow him to tell me his story - from a good few feet away.
"Louis and I did have a disagreement", he begins,"but it isn't what you think. There was an epidemic, a serious one and the only possible cure was Roger's invention but the possible side-effects were unpredictable. Louis debated that we shouldn't test it out until it was safe but I didn't want to wait. Roger took his side despite it being his creation and so the cure was destroyed. However, this wasn't what made him hate me. Later on I discovered a copy of the cure that wasn't destroyed and tested it out on my own, Louis found out and was so angry that he never spoke to me again"
"Did the cure work?"
"No, it didn't. The person I tested it out on had 'fried' from the inside-out"
"That story doesn't do much good for my opinion of you, Michael"
"Just thought you should know and don't worry, I come in peace" he gets up and leaves.
Jase tugs on my shirt forcing me to look at him.
"Am I in trouble?" He makes those big green puppy eyes at me
"Lots. Now let's go" I smile at him and leave the diner
***
We pass several pubs on the way home all of which are filled to the brim with middle-aged men looking to escape their homes and wives. When we pass a particular bar I spot the very large black SUV that belongs to Louis. I debate on whether to stop or not, maybe he's meeting someone for a drink or something. But my gut nags me to pull over, that something is wrong so I stop and cut off the ignition.
"Jase, stay in here. Do not move, promise?" Its probably extremely inappropriate to bring a kid to a bar - even outside - so I'll hurry it up.
My gut was so right, inside the bar between the bright red headache-summoning lights and eardrum-busting music everyone is forming a circle in the eye of the room. Above the music and cheers, I can barely hear a thing let alone my prayers that Louis is part of this drunk crown and not one of the two assailants I now see clearly with the exception of the one facing his back to me.
I know that jacket, its black exterior is all too familiar and my brain pushes me to leave now but my legs have another agenda. The person with the black jacket is exactly who I didn't want it to be, Louis' lip is bust and a thin red line runs across his left eyebrow. I'm going to kill him, this is not what I meant when I told him to control his temper.
His eyes stray away from his opponent - a man I don't recognize - long enough to see me standing - with my mouth hanging open I bet - and shaking my head at him. I wasn't mad at him when he gave me damn bruise but now, now I understand how Hulk gets pissed off.
Louis stops mid-action from delivering a fatal blow and stands up straighter keeping his eyes on me. I look at the ground trying to decide what to do, I look back at him and shake my head as a signal of defeat and his face falls as he realizes what I mean.
He shoves away from the man he was fighting with and makes his way to me but someone grips his shoulder to encourage him on but his attention is focused on me. A single tear falls down my cheek onto my and onto my blouse leaving a single neat circle a shade darker than the fabric colour on it. Louis shakes his head in denial and pushes through dozens of people to reach me. To stop Louis from trying to get to me I give him a weak smile before turning to run out.
"Its just a bruise, Louis. I'm fine" I attempt to calm the panicky man who was refused to calm down.
We were in my room - thankfully - and even though I am still upset - and hurting - that Louis could have an outburst like that my subconscious pleads on his behalf. The entire journey here was swathed with unnecessary 'I'm so sorry' and 'Please forgive me's.
The bruise as I'd hoped wasn't serious in spite of the purple/blue mini island it formed just above my elbow. The sight of it continued to make Louis cringe and appear like an ashamed kid no matter how many times he saw it.
"Roger told me I would do this, that I'd explode that hurt you" Louis sat on the edge of my bed with his hands supporting his head.
"You didn't hurt me, I'm perfectly fine. Besides I was being a tad annoying anyway" I try to lighten the mood
"No, it was my fault. I was supposed to be in control especially around you", he looks up at me and his eyes aren't watery but I still think he's going to cry so I stride across the room to him and his arms fold around my waist with his face hidden in the fabric of my shirt at my abdomen
"Louis, stop. Let go", I struggle out of his hold and bend down to his level,"You need to stop worrying about me and what I do everyday. You need to get your temper under control because I'm fine but I don't want you lashing out at someone else"
"But-"
"No. Just do it, please"
My phone rings and I jump to answer it. My slight anger at Louis for his outburst, for interfering when I was talking to Tony all of which were immature, has begun to subside but not all the way.
"Hello" I say into the phone
"Sam, its Zack. Can you come down to Ella's diner right now?" Zack is definitely panicking on the other end
"What's wrong?"
"Ella got drunk during her shift and called me, I tried taking her home but she won't budge"
"Alright. I'm coming" I hang up and look up to tell Louis but the space on my bed he once occupied is now empty. He left.
***
"Where is she?" Zack is waiting outside the diner when I arrive.
Jase had put on a show about coming with me but I had to decline because its too late.
"She's in my car" Zack escorts me to his Mercedes and without a doubt Ella is sitting cross-legged in the back seat completely drunk singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
"I thought you couldn't get her out"
"I didn't. She just followed me out and climbed in"
"Any idea why she's acting out?"
"Not a clue"
I open Ella's door and she scrambles away from me like I'm Jack The Ripper to her.
"Ella, what's wrong?" I speak in a low tone
She turns and looks out the other window, I climb into the back seat and sit beside her.
"Ella, talk to me"
"You hate me" I'm grateful that she's talking although her words make no sense
"No, honey. I don't hate you, why would you think that?"
"Because we never hang out anymore like how we used to when we went shopping and stuff"
"We can still do that"
"No we can't. You went to a party without me. Twice"
Party? What party? Oh.................
"I didn't think that you'd want to come, Ella"
"Bullshit! Of course I wanted to come, but you don't want me around anymore do you?"
"I always want you around! You're my best friend"
"Prove it"
"How?"
"From now on we go to every party together"
"Deal. Ella, why'd you tell Louis about Tony?"
"Because I was pissed at you"
I'm afraid if I don't get out of this car now I might slap her because her child-like behavior is waltzing on my last nerve now. When I get out Zack asks if he can take her home and if I can cover the rest of Ella's shift at the diner, in my tiredness I agree and head on in to put the petite white apron on and begin serving arrogant and grouchy customers.
At around midnight when we're closing the door's bell jingles and I look up.
"I'm sorry but we're closed" I inform the customer but I don't hear a second jingle to indicate their exit. I look up from wiping the counter to see a familiar scarred face smirking at me.
"Michael" I gasp
"Hey, Sam. I found this little guy sitting on a bench outside" the query on how he knew my name evaporates when he pulls someone out from behind him - Jason. Oh man. Jase runs up to me and hugs my waist, my hand lies protectively on his back as I glance up.
"How did you know my name?"
"I never expected you to be working here of all places"
"Can I help you, Michael?"
"I just thought you'd want to hear my side of the story before deciding whether or not to hate me"
"What story?"
"Sam, I know your name and you really think I don't know Louis told you his version of what happened between us"
"Well, its late and I'm tired"
"I know but this won't take long" he takes a seat on a stool at the counter in front of me
"Fine"
Despite Michael's violent appearance, I don't get that vibe off him so I allow him to tell me his story - from a good few feet away.
"Louis and I did have a disagreement", he begins,"but it isn't what you think. There was an epidemic, a serious one and the only possible cure was Roger's invention but the possible side-effects were unpredictable. Louis debated that we shouldn't test it out until it was safe but I didn't want to wait. Roger took his side despite it being his creation and so the cure was destroyed. However, this wasn't what made him hate me. Later on I discovered a copy of the cure that wasn't destroyed and tested it out on my own, Louis found out and was so angry that he never spoke to me again"
"Did the cure work?"
"No, it didn't. The person I tested it out on had 'fried' from the inside-out"
"That story doesn't do much good for my opinion of you, Michael"
"Just thought you should know and don't worry, I come in peace" he gets up and leaves.
Jase tugs on my shirt forcing me to look at him.
"Am I in trouble?" He makes those big green puppy eyes at me
"Lots. Now let's go" I smile at him and leave the diner
***
We pass several pubs on the way home all of which are filled to the brim with middle-aged men looking to escape their homes and wives. When we pass a particular bar I spot the very large black SUV that belongs to Louis. I debate on whether to stop or not, maybe he's meeting someone for a drink or something. But my gut nags me to pull over, that something is wrong so I stop and cut off the ignition.
"Jase, stay in here. Do not move, promise?" Its probably extremely inappropriate to bring a kid to a bar - even outside - so I'll hurry it up.
My gut was so right, inside the bar between the bright red headache-summoning lights and eardrum-busting music everyone is forming a circle in the eye of the room. Above the music and cheers, I can barely hear a thing let alone my prayers that Louis is part of this drunk crown and not one of the two assailants I now see clearly with the exception of the one facing his back to me.
I know that jacket, its black exterior is all too familiar and my brain pushes me to leave now but my legs have another agenda. The person with the black jacket is exactly who I didn't want it to be, Louis' lip is bust and a thin red line runs across his left eyebrow. I'm going to kill him, this is not what I meant when I told him to control his temper.
His eyes stray away from his opponent - a man I don't recognize - long enough to see me standing - with my mouth hanging open I bet - and shaking my head at him. I wasn't mad at him when he gave me damn bruise but now, now I understand how Hulk gets pissed off.
Louis stops mid-action from delivering a fatal blow and stands up straighter keeping his eyes on me. I look at the ground trying to decide what to do, I look back at him and shake my head as a signal of defeat and his face falls as he realizes what I mean.
He shoves away from the man he was fighting with and makes his way to me but someone grips his shoulder to encourage him on but his attention is focused on me. A single tear falls down my cheek onto my and onto my blouse leaving a single neat circle a shade darker than the fabric colour on it. Louis shakes his head in denial and pushes through dozens of people to reach me. To stop Louis from trying to get to me I give him a weak smile before turning to run out.
Notes
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