"WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING??" Jeff yelled, speed walking towards me.

He was visibly mad and I knew exactly how he can be when he is, but seeing him in a place like this gave me relief and a strange feeling of safety. I shouldn't have expected anything nice from him after I just tried to escape, though.

As he got closer he grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards himself so that our faces were centimeters away.

"Do you want to get fucking killed?! You really think you can get out of here?" He growled through clenched teeth. I felt his hot breath. Anger radiated from his eyes. "I did fucking everything for you. I took a major risk taking you here. I've never did so much for anyone before and you still try to run away?? Ungrateful fucking bitch." Jeff pulled me harshly along side himself across the hallway.

"J-Jeff I'm... I'm sorry." I struggled.

He only laughed sarcastically. "Your sorry. Your fucking sorry. Yeah, right. Fucking save it."

"I am! Jeff, I don't know why I did that. I didn't mean to..." Maybe these words were created by fear, but a part of me knew that it was foolish and unrealistic of me to try to escape. I did regret it. Not because I made Jeff mad, but mostly because by acting like an idiot I might have gotten myself into even more trouble.

We reached Jeff's room and he threw me in, making me nearly fall to the ground and slammed the door behind him. He was now facing away from me, hunched down, breathing heavily. I only stared at his back, waiting for the worst like I always did when he was in this kind of state.

Suddenly, his breathing slowed down and he straightened his back. He turned around and took out a laptop from a bag that was laying on the floor next to the door. He probably brought some stuff from the apartment in there.

"J-Jeff?" I mumbled, to which I got no response. Completely ignoring me he sat down on the edge of the bed and opened his laptop.

I walked up to him and repeated myself more firmly: "Jeff." No response again. I sat down next to him. "I'm sorry?" It was like I wasn't even in the room. "Come on, Jeff, don't ignore me. What do I have to do get you to answer?"

"How about you stop trying to run away like an ungrateful little idiot?" He said after turning his head towards me.

"I said I'm sorry. I won't run anymore. Okay?"

"Yeah right you won't." He scoffed, looking back at his laptop.

"I won't! Really." I tried arguing.

Jeff only shook his head followed by a little sarcastic laughter. I sighed. He really was upset with me. Disappointed and maybe even... sad? I didn't know he had such a sensitive side.

"W-what are you looking at?" I asked to break the tension.

"None one your goddamn business." He spat, turning his laptop away from me. I frowned.

"Fine."

For a while we just sat there in awkward silence. I sighed loudly a couple of times. The third time I did that Jeff turned aggressively to me:

"What is your problem?"

"N-nothing! Why would I have a problem?" I widened my eyes in his sudden outburst. "I'm just thinking."

"About what?" He asked annoyed.

"I don't know... you?" I answered after a moment of silence.

"Me? Let me guess. You're thinking about what an asshole I am and that I ruined your life." He rolled his eyes.

"No. Actually, I'm thinking about your soft side and what happened to you that made you hide it so much. I mean, I know something happened, you're just not telling me." I said.

Jeff frowned at me and closed his laptop. "First of all, I don't have a soft side. Soft sides are for pussies and cowards. And secondly, even if I was hiding something, why would I ever tell you about it?"

"Well, I live with you. And I basically have no choice at this point. And it's fine, I'm getting used to it, but it'd be much easier for me to accept you if you opened up to me." I said, leaning a little to the side so that I could see his face more clearly.

He only looked at me in distrust.

"Please?" I carefully placed my hand on his shoulder. He looked at it. I could tell I was slowly making him uncomfortable. I hate to admit it, but his confused face was kind of adorable. I just wanted to cup it with my hands and squish those scared cheeks.

"What are you smiling about?" Jeff scoffed, making me snap out of my thoughts.

"I-I was smiling?" I didn't even notice.

"Uh, yea, like a complete idiot."

There goes his cuteness. I sighed and turned my head away from him, giving up on my attempt to get something out of this guy. I swear, we used every trick in the book to avoid my questions.

"Okay, listen, I've had some shit happen and I don't think you want to hear it." He finally said.

"Of course I do." I insisted.

"No, it's dumb, you won't understand."

"Try me."

"Fine, what do you want to know?"

"Why did you cut a smile on your face?" I asked.

"Because I wanted to smile forever. Duh. What kind of a stupid question is that?" He explained.

"But why? I can tell you're not always happy. If ever..."

He only looked at me with the kind of face I could hardly understand. I could see a little bit of pain in his eyes. He was troubled. However, his forever there smile made it seem like it wasn't that serious, even though I knew it probably was.

"What else do you want to know?" He changed the subject.

I hesitated. But eventually spoke up:

"Do you have parents? Did anything happen to them?"

"I killed them." I got an instant answer.

"Why? Were they abusive?" I asked.

"No, but they deserved it." He said coldly.

"What did they do?" I didn't back off.

"Look, it doesn't matter. They're dead and I like it that way. End of topic." He was getting a little irritated.

"Okay... well, is there anyone else in your life that you care about?"

He stayed silent for a moment. He definitely had someone on his mind, but he didn't share it. "No one."

I felt bad for Jeff. He was so complicated and I knew it was tough for him, even though he chooses to hide behind a fake smile. I just kind of wanted to give him a big hug. Instead, I simply laid my head on his shoulder. He looked at me, but didn't push me away. That was enough for me to know that he needed some kind of comfort.

"Jeff, I know I always complain about being here. However, I really don't hate it. I mean, it's not easy, but I guess I never wanted a normal life in the first place." I said calmly, my head still on his shoulder.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Well... I never felt like I could fit into the normal world anyway. Sometimes I would ask at night to just be taken away. So, I suppose I kind of brought it all to myself." I giggled quietly.

For a while we sat in silence again. Then I raised my head to look at him. He was just blankly staring in front of himself. When he felt my gaze on him he turned his head to me. Our eyes met and we just looked at each other. No words, no anything. But I felt as if all our emotions were clear to one another. Then he slowly started leaning closer to me. I didn't back away and our lips met.

It was a gentle kiss. Not like the ones before. It was different. Real. For the first time I didn't feel any hate or anger towards Jeff. And for the first time I felt as if we did have a heart. A heart that was hidden deeply underneath all the hatred, anger and malice.

He leaned back and looked at me. I was blushing, but I didn't care.

"(Y/n)." He murmured.

"Yeah?"

"Please don't run from me anymore. I'll try my best not to hurt you in anyway." He asked. We both knew that he will eventually hurt me somehow, but that was a price I was willing to pay. Seeing him try so hard was enough for me to nod my head in agreement:

"I won't."

He responded with, this time, a genuine smile and a tight hug which made me feel safe for the first time in forever. I felt his heart beat quick, just like mine. His warmth comforted me.

I realized that I wanted to be the light in Jeff's dark life. I wanted to be there for him and actually make him happy. It wasn't gonna be easy, but I believed that we could work it out together. There was no holding back anymore. I was ready to finally forgive him, give in and become his. One way or another, he was the only one I had left at this point.

We were emerged in each other's embrace and I never wanted it to end. I didn't want to think of the bad times we had or that we were gonna have. I just wanted everything to forever be the way it is at this very moment. To feel loved... and to love.