I paced right to left, waiting for any miracle to happen, like Noah would magically disappear or become invisible or a dust particle may blind Adam for few seconds to give Noah a chance to slide past him.

With every fleeting moment, I became more and more aware of the blunder I had just committed. To curb my anxiety I sat down on the bench but my stomach churned at different possibilities and I stood up once again to prevent myself from throwing up.

The air around me thickened, rendering me unable to breathe properly. I didn't know if I was having a panic attack or I was dying. The latter seemed like a better option. Knowing Adam, he would murder me with his single glare for breaking his trust and siding up with Noah, no matter how innocent my intentions were.

All the thoughts evaporated out of my mind when I witnessed the door open and came out both Adam and Noah, with Adam in front and Noah behind him.

Noah's mouth opened to speak something but from the distance, I couldn't hear properly. As soon as he finished his sentence, Adam turned around and jabbed him in the jaw, hard enough to cause Noah stumble backwards and land on the ground.

I jumped up in surprise and fright but my feet stayed frozen. My heart was forcing me to go stop their fight but my mind didn't let me because it knew that all his anger would divert to me once he found me there with Noah.

Noah tried to stand up but Adam stopped him by kicking him back. This time, Noah didn't back down. Instead he stood up in full speed and aimed a punch at Adam, making him fall back on the ground.

After that, I couldn't tell who was hitting whom. Both of them fought like animals, punching, slapping, kicking. Afraid that it might go out of hands, I rushed towards them and called their name to stop them.

"Adam! Noah! Enough. Let go of each other." I said while trying to disentangle them.

Noah took some steps back and wiped the blood from his stained lips. Adam let out another curse and moved forwards to lunge at him once more but I blocked his way.

"Don't stop me Alicia. You don't know what he did." he growled out loud.

"I know what he did." I admitted, still blocking his way. "And I know that what he did is not a crime."

Adam's frown deepened as he looked down at me, blood spilling from a large gash on his right cheek. "How did you-"

He got his answer before he could complete the sentence.

"You knew he was coming here." he asked, his voice laced with fear of being correct. I stood silent and lowered my head, swallowing the ball of saliva in my throat that made it hard to speak for me.

"Great." he roared and I flinched. "Did you led him here?"

"I.... Ad.." I stuttered.

"No. She didn't." Noah replied instead of me. "She knew because she heard me talking on phone with someone."

Adam didn't even acknowledge his answer. He just kept glaring at me with his deep, calculative gaze and I couldn't help but bite my lips in nervousness.

"Did you help him in meeting Adaline?" he asked once more, his voice sending chills down my spine.

"Um.. I.."

"Tell me Alicia!" he asked once more, chewing his words.

"Y.. Yes." I whispered and he instantly took one step back. All the warmth left his body, leaving behind just his pure icy stare.

"Fucking great." he said and after casting another disappointed glance at me, turned around and strode towards the parking area.

"Adam! Please listen to me." I ran behind him, trying to match his pace. "Just listen to me. I didn't mean this to happen like this." I was running behind him but by now, he had reached his bike.

"Don't shut me off. Please talk to me, don't just walk away." I cried out behind him as he started the bike and drove away, fighting the tears accumulating in my eyes.

"Talk to me." I whispered to no one but me. My knees buckled and I sat down on the grass, hugging my knees, tears after tears spilling out of my eyes. "Talk to me."

After few minutes, I heard footsteps behind me. A familiar scent enveloped me as Noah pulled me into a hug and patted my back in comforting circles. "Ssshhh. It's okay." he said but It wasn't. I knew that. He would never believe me again, not after what I just did.

...

"I told that fucking piece of shit that if he ever make you cry, I'll pull out his intestines and tie them around his neck." Dad burst out as he found me crying in my bedroom.

"It wasn't... hi.. his fault." I said between hiccups, blowing my nose into the tissue.

"The hell it was." Dad fumed and prepared to leave for his house.

I hopped out of bed in hurry and stopped in front of Dad, blocking his way. "Dad... Please Dad. It.. It was my fault. He did nothing wrong. I swear."

Dad gazed at me with pity laced on his face. He knew that I only cried like this when I was really hurt. He knew how hard it was to break me. And he knew that only the people closest to my heart were able to do that.

"What did you do sweetheart?" he asked and patted my shoulder.

I looked down in shame and told him everything that happened. After I was done, he looked at me with a small hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"It was their family matter Ali. You shouldn't have interfered." he sighed and sat down on the bed.

"I understand this now. I just... I don't know what I was thinking before." I admitted and sat down beside him. "Should I go talk to him?"

He ran his fingers through his hair and paused for a moment. "Well, you can try to talk to him once."

Silence prevailed in the room for next few minutes, neither of us saying anything.

"Dad!" I whispered and he nodded. "Did I destroy our relationship?"

He exhaled loudly, his eyes flickering around my room. "I think true love is stronger than such conflicts. Try to give him some time and space and I hope he will come around."

Nodding, I hugged him and rested my head on his shoulder. My tears had dried up by now and all I felt was hollow darkness inside me, eating up my insides. I was afraid of losing him, I was afraid of losing my first love to a stupid decision. If only I had thought harder...

After I was sure of my decision, I made my way towards Adam's house and knocked on the door. Few minutes have passed when the door opened and Joey, Tiffany's boyfriend came out.

"Is Adam inside?" I asked.

"Sorry Alicia but he clearly instructed that he doesn't want to talk to you." he told me apologetically and the corners of my lips turned downwards.

"Let me just talk to him once." I beseeched, lowering my gaze to the ground.

His gaze shifted between the inside of the house and me and after much thinking, he finally stepped aside and let me inside. Thanking him, I trudged towards Adam's room silently. My heart thudded as I climbed each stair, feeling unsure of my actions.

When I finally reached in front of his room, I brought my hand to the door and knocked on it. Shifting on my feet, I played with the hem of my shirt and waited for him to come out.

And when the door finally opened, I couldn't bring myself to meet his eyes. He was waiting for me to speak first and despite the fact that I didn't meet his eyes, I could feel the anger radiating off him.

"Don't shut me ou---" the sentence got caught in my throat when he shut the door on my face.

A small whimper escaped my lips a si knocked once again on the door. "Please." I whispered, though the voice definitely didn't reach his ears.

Not knowing what to do, I slid against the wall and sat down on the floor. I wasn't going to leave, not after everything that had happened between us.

Hugging my knees, I rested my face on them and kept on looking at the tiles on the floor, counting each purple and white square and memorizing their pattern in different parts of my brain.

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