I Want Crazy Chapter -2- Juliane : four years ago I stared for what felt like forever, I could hear the blur of the other guys while the moved away and ran in the other direction but I couldn't look away from those eyes , they weren't gray nor blue , they were silver . In the literal sense. One of his eyes twitched like he was in pain then he fell to his knees , that's when the spell of his eyes broke and I was actually able to move. I ran to him and knelt beside him, his cheek was bleeding and he was gripping the side of his stomach tightly. Both my hands were hovering over him like I didn't know if either I should touch him or not, I was panicking, shaking and barely able to form words. " are you ... Hurt ?? I mean are you bleeding somewhere else?", my voice was unrecognizable even to my own ears. He groaned once and tried to sit up but couldn't. " you shouldn't move ", I put a hand on his shoulder but he moved away from me like my touch burned somehow. " please talk so I know you don't have any brain damage" , I was still kneeling ," what's your name?" After I waited and he didn't answer I pulled out my phone ready to call an ambulance, I was about to dial when he gripped the phone. " Tate ... ", his voice was hoarse," my name is Tate" He finally opened his eyes and I sucked in a breath, they weren't silver anymore, they were a vivid blue, so clear I felt like I was looking at the ocean. I slowly pried my phone out of his hands ," I should really call an ambulance or the police", his eyes widened but I kept on talking ," you should go to a hospital " He shook his head once and took a deep breath, then he started getting up like he wasn't just beaten half to death. I sat back stunned ," what-" He put a hand on the nearby wall and stared down at me," I'm fine, no need for a hospital" Even though he said those I could still detect a hint of pain in his voice, he hid it well but it was still there, I was an expert at pretending so he didn't fool me. " no you are not , I'll just-" He cut me off again," this doesn't freaking concern you ", he said through gritted teeth ," I didn't ask for your help" I sat there stunned. My face must have looked pathetic because he sighed and lowered his head ," I'm sorry I didn't mean to be that rude" I finally got up to stand beside him but even though he was hunched over his hand that was still clinging to the wall , I had to look up to meet his eyes , he was probably over six feet. " it's okay", I managed to say in a barely there voice. " you should go", he whispered ," I'll be fine" I debated whither I should listen or not but one look at his down cast face told me if I didn't want to be yelled at again I should just leave . But I couldn't , no matter how much I willed my feet to move I couldn't leave his side " Tate " He looked at me and waited for me to go on. " my house is just up the road , we have a first aid kit, I can at least cover your cheek and clean it ?" I finished on a whispered question. I was waiting for him to huff in annoyance or say something rude, how ever I did not see the smile coming. One side of his mouth tilted up and he chuckled, I was mesmerized that I missed what he said, my cheeks burning bright red I cleared my throat and asked ," em ... What ?" The smile was still on his lies ," I said are you always this stubborn ?" I blushed even deeper, I could feel the heat coming off my cheeks , " maybe ?", I smiled back and he laughed. " well red , let's go clean my cut", he motioned for me to walk before him. I made a step and stopped " red ?" He shook his head and gestured for me to walk again without an answer. I smiled to myself and actually contemplated over the notion that something good might come out of this event even though I hand enough doubts to build a bridge to never never land. I should have known better than trust the he- whom changed my #life.