I spaced around outside the mansion waiting for Robin, I have tried his number countless times but he wasn’t taking my calls.
I immediately took a taxi. He drove out of school and went after him, but we lost track of him at the crossroad. I didn’t have any other choice than to return home in hopes that he was going to be here, but he wasn’t.
It was already dark, past eight in the evening and he was not yet home. I was dead worried about him, he had said I should stay away from him, he was conflicted when he said that. What if something has happened to Robin?
My head was spinning as I kept thinking of many scary things that must have happened for him not to be back at this time and he wasn’t answering any of my calls.
Robin, where are you?
I rubbed my hands together, it was cold and cloudy outside, it would start raining. I walked close to the gate and looked to my left and right, it was dark and lonely, more creepy.
I dialled Robin’s phone number again, still, he was not picking, I then decided to call Mrs Jane, perhaps she could reach him and know where he was and if he was okay, but I stopped, she would be worried and she was on a trip.
The rain started drizzling so I had to run back into the mansion. I was almost in tears when Robin was still not back.
The close was ticking, the rain has become heavier. I ran my hands through my hair as tears brimmed in my eyes. I don’t know why I was crying, but I just let the tears flow.
Could this be because I feel sad for Robin?
I looked through the window and saw Robin’s car drive into the parking lot. “He is here.” I picked up an umbrella and hurried out of the mansion to cover him up from the rain when he stepped out of the car.
“Robin, do you know how worried I am about you?” I asked immediately he stepped out of the car and I lifted the umbrella to cover him but he pushed it off and walked past me, entering the rain back to the mansion.
Shit!
I ran after him, part of my body had been soaked by the rain. When I stepped into the mansion he was already moving over to the steps so I had to block his path.
“Robin, talk to me, where have you been? Do you know how worried I am about you, I am so worried that you left like that, what if you had run into an accident and you didn’t even take my calls…”
“Move!” Robin pushed me so hard that I fell on the floor.
“Ouch!” I cried in pain as my hand seemed to have hit the hard surface and I got a scratch. I looked up but Robin was already heading up the stairs, he was like a cold-blooded monster.
I have seen the redness of his eyes. It shows he has been crying, he was in pain and the only way to show it was to ignore me. I furrowed my brows and got up.
Hell no!
I wouldn’t be in this house and watch him feel this way, if Mrs Jane was not home I have to lighten the mood, I have to at least try to make his sadness go away even if he has hurt me before, what was hurting him was something more and my name was involved which makes it my business and fault.
I hurried up the stairs after him, but the loud slam of his door made me halt in my path. I swallowed hard and took baby steps to his door.
Should I just mind my business and not get involved?
I exhaled sharply and cleared my throat before calling out. “Robin…I am coming in!” I said and without knocking I pushed the door open and there he was seated on the floor with his hands over his head like a traumatized child.
“Robin…”
“Leave.” He said coldly without looking up at me. I was terrified honestly, for Robin to push me that way, meant one thing, he could hit me if I don’t leave, but a part of me wants to stay next to him at this moment of his anger.
I wanted to clear the coldness in the room so I chuckled and it turned to an awkward one. “You have a nice room,” I told him as I gently took a step closer, my eyes were still on him, maybe this way I can get him talking and perhaps his anger would be reduced.
“Leave while I am being nice Ivana.” He looked up at me with a sore expression, the coldness in his eyes made me stop as they sent shivers to my spine.
This wasn’t Robin.
I mustered courage, shaking the fear off my mind. I walked over to his sofa and sat down, crossing my legs in order not to reveal my trembling body. “I want to learn music, the studio song is in a week and you volunteered to teach me, so do it.” I pointed at his guitar, but my eyes were fixed on him.
“Please Ivana, I don’t want to hurt you, just leave…” His voice was a bit calm as he said this, he looked down again and my heart was sore.
I got up from the sofa, grabbed his towel I saw hanging and I put it over him. “If you want me to leave then dry yourself up, you would catch a cold,” I said with more courage than ever and he looked up at me.
To my surprise he got up and held my hands, pinning me to the wall. I was shocked at his strength, he looked into my eyes as his eyes darkened.
“Stop doing this to me, Ivana, stop it,” Robin said to me and for a moment I didn’t get what he was saying. What did he mean by what he had said?
“W-what have I done?” I asked him as I looked into his eyes.
“Stop being kind to me, if you do I will only keep hurting you…” His lips parted and I could see tears lingered in his eyes as he bored his eyes in mine.
“W-why, why would you hurt me?” I searched his eyes for an answer, he looked down, he was still holding me against the wall. “Tell me…” I asked softly this time and waited for him to speak up.
He shut his eyes and opened them again as he let the words slip out of his lips. “I will only keep hurting you, Ivana, because I love you…”