~Nanners' POV~

The large man who had yelled at Maxwell is now smiling and speaking with some other guy with his back faced towards me. For once his expression isn't pure bitterness and hatred like he always looks whenever he's talking to anybody. The man he's speaking with much be one hell of a smooth talker or he just isn't a thief, which is very rare in this town if you're also not a seller. There are two type of peopl here, either you're a thief, or you're a poor merchant trying to sell all of your wares without having thieves steal your every belonging. I sigh and turn away, still a bit unsettled about what Madeline had said and how Gassy had his wording. He seemed mad at me, and if he were mad at me then he would probably lie to me about something right? I'll... maybe I'll have to call Chilled later, Ze first but if Ze fails I'll have to call Chilled... but I can't. Deleting his phone number forever was a stupid idea, even if I was avoiding him I should have a form of contact with him. No, if I've had a form of contact with him all of this time I would have called him a hundred times by now.

"Thanks for the help," a familiar voice calls out and I immediately turn around urgently. The man who the angry large man had been talking with turns around and I feel every fabric of my being freeze when the man turns around with the cutest smile and the most adorable large and dark eyes. Chilled. Chilled is here? Since when? His eyes meet with mine and I tense up, waiting for the reaction he'll have after seeing...but...nothing. He doesn't express even seeing me, he just stares blankly at me and looks around, seeming confused and a bit nervous before taking a step forward and pauses again, looking around once again. I watch him, more and more observing his actions which are definitely not Chilled, but that is most definitely Chilled.

I open my mouth to say something but suddenly he glances up towards me and for a second I wonder if he's going to say something to me but instead he looks right past me. His eyes might be directly at my face but he's looking at something that is most definitely not my face. Realization strikes me. Gassy.... Gassy lied and Madeline.... Madeline told the truth. Chilled is blind. My hand moved up to my chest, gripping onto my shirt's material tightly as if it's at fault for doing this to Chilled only to mask the pain I'm feeling in my chest. This man, the one who used to look directly at me with so much conern, care, absolute trust. Since... since when? Chilled takes another step forward running directly into a woman. He immediately backs away and apologizes, seeming to be panicking, a lot more panicky than the Chilled I remembered. I hold my hand at my mouth, watching him seem more nervous as he looks back to the path he had been walking down, or at least it looks like he looked at that path. I've had enough with this.

"Chilled?" I call out and immediately Chilled's head jerks up and the brightest smile appears on his face.

"Nanners?" he calls out excitedly and take several steps forward but the beaming smile on his face suddenly vanishes completely and he glances around and glances down, putting his foot slightly forward before taking the step. I watch him struggle to try and get past nothing. How...how did this happen to him? Did it happen while he was away? Suddenly I recall every single time Gassy tried to tell me anything about Chilled. Every single time I heard the name I just made some sort of excuse and hung up the phone. It's no wonder Gassy was irritated with me when I suddenly asked him about Chilled, the very person I've been avoiding and Gassy's known it. 

"Nanners?!" Chilled suddenly shouts, the look in his eye seeming to begin to panic and show a sort of fear I used to never dream of being on Chilled's face. It doesn't fit. I walk forward, closing the distance in between us, tired of watching Chileld struggle. As I arrive in front of him Chilled takes another step forward, bumping right into me. He immediately backs away, preparing to apologize btu before he can I pull him into an embarace. He stands still in my embrace, confused for a second before he returns the hug, wrapping his arms around me and holding me tightly towards him. What is this? Did we... did we just both really want a hug from each other?

"What're you doing here Chilled? It's dangerous here," I say, pulling away from him and nod for him to follow me but when he doesn't I look back to him. He stares at nothing before a panicked expression slowly creeps onto his face and I immediately rush towards him and pat his head, pulling him closer to me, ensuring him I'm still here.

"Well you wouldn't go back home. How else was I supposed to find you?" Chilled complains, glaring down at the ground and I just sigh, wrapping my arm around his shoulders and guiding him to walk with me.

"Why would I come back?"

"Why the hell wouldn't you?!" Chilled snaps making me glance back at him, shocked at his sudden assertion. When I look at him he's staring lower than my eye contact but the glare on his expression is definitely meant for me. "I leave for a couple of days and you freak out and leave too? You're such a fucking idiot," Chilled snaps and now I feel myself get a bit ticked off but it all disappears the moment I notice water on Chilled's face. Quickly I lift my hand to his face and wipe off the water. I didn't know Chilled was even capable of crying.

"Don't look at me," Chilled suddenly comments, grabbing onto my shoulders and forcibly turning me around. I just go along with it, staring at the empty space when I feel Chilled's head pressed against my back. I stay still, afraid any movement will take this dream away and Chilled is still back at home living the happy image I imagined of him hanging out with Ze, completely carefree. Instead he continues to thump his head against my back and soon I feel his arms wrap around my waist, his forehead leaning onto my back.

"Who told you to leave. I swear I will never disappear on you again, so please, just come back," Chilled mutters into my back and I freeze. Never disappear again? If I remember anything from my time with Chilled it's that he could never tear himself apart with his habit of running away and disappearing so this proposition interests me. I hold my hand up to Chilled's hands on my waist and sigh, feeling all of the defences I had built all of the time I had stayed here begin to crumble, no match against Chilled's vicious attacks.

"Chilled, explain," I suddenly order, making Chilled noticeably tense up from behind me. He slowly lets go of me and I pull away from him, glancing back at him, expectin gan explanation. He looks at my chest, and I immediately put my thumb under his chin and raise his head up to the point he's looking directly at me with those blank eyes. Thos blank eyes that used to look directly at me with so much emotion. "Is it permanent?" I ask, dreading for the small possibility it isn't permanent.

"No," Chilled answers and with that I feel so many worried just flood right out of my system, but I still look to him, waiting for an explanation. Chilled takes a deep breath before opening his mouth.

~Chilled's POV~

After telling my story Nanners said to wait here and he'll be right back which makes me wonder: did the fucker really just leave after telling him my life story? God damn, if there was a reward for worst boy friend I'd sign him up right away. I freeze when the possibility is still in mind that we're not actually together yet, nor does he seem to want to bring the subject up and I'm not too excited to bring it forward. I sigh when I think about it again, about how we used to always be around each other but the sad part is I can't really remember it all too well. It seemed so brief it can hardly even be considered as a phase.

I glance around the room I can't really see. Several light sources are around the room, allowing the only changes from my usually completely black vision and adding small dots to it. From what Adam told me this was the place that him and the whole group used to live. The mattress underneath me doesn't seem the cleanest and this town doesn't seem like the nicest. It really makes Adam and the whole groups reaction to our odd town understandable. Now that it's my turn to see where Adam is from I can't even see properly. I rise from the mattress ignoring Adam's  constant orders telling me to remain seated and glance around. Holding my hands forward I do manage to approach one of the lights and glance down. Although it's extremely faint, there is definitely a wooden dresser underneath my hands.

"What are you doing? I told you to just sit," Adam suddenly says and I immediately jump in shock. Does this place have no doors? Usually that's the indication someone entered the room. Adam's naturally light step doesn't help much either.

"Calm down calm down, I can see enough," I complain as Adam guides me away from wherever I was, dragging my feet as I follow his hold and sits me back down at the mattress.

"You didn't even see me walk in and you were looking at a mirror dude," Adam explains and I chuckle nervously while he just laughs, his laugh wandering around meaning he's moving around.

"Th-that's a different story. I can totally see you have...like two brown eyes," I stutter and paste on a confident bit little twitchy smile. Adam laughs over in the distance as I just pout and try to follow the sound of his laughter with my eyes. It always unsettled others when I don't quite know where they are and stare into space while I'm talking to them, or a different person entirely.

"Fine, how many fingers am I holding up?" Adam questions me while I'm busy trying to figure out where the hell he is. Why is he moving so much? Or maybe he's been in the same place and continually changes the volume of his voice.

"Uh....four, duh," I say hoping that I'm right but the moment I hear Adams laughter I know that I'm wrong and frown. "I mean three! Or eleven? Oh wait," I only seem to ramble and get myself mixed up but the moment I hear his laughter and listen to it I feel my nerves and seriousness over the stupid question end.

"Chilled," Adam suddenly states, his laughter coming to a complete halt along with the start up of my nerves once again. I clear my throat and look over in the direction I think he's in.

"Adam."

"Leave," Adam suddenly orders, the last thing I expected to come out of his mouth.

"Wait...what?"

"I'll get the whole thing set up and help you and everything. You don't belong here Chilled."  I remain silent in shock, frozen and almost afraid that he's just completely tired of me. I blink and for a second I panic, wondering where he is and pondering upon the idea that he just left with his silent steps. "Chilled?" I snap back to reality and feel a wave of relief when I hear Adam's voice again and glance up and around, finding nothing but emptiness. It's only when one of the lights fade out and in very quickly that I actually have a sense of where he is. I glance in that direction and quickly look back, feeling nervous just knowing I can't see him but know he could see me. What...exactly can I do in this situation? He wants to just kick me out. How can I convince him to let me stay or something? Suddenly the loud ring of a phone echoes throughout the room making me jump and realize I had been ignoring the ring all day until it stopped.

"Oh shit, Ze must be worried sick," I say suddenly realizing it and immediately shut myself up, realizing it isn't the wisest to mention Ze around Adam, the one who tried to completely isolate me from him.

"Ze? Is he here?" I pause, wondering if I should tell the truth or not. Ah, fuck it. I think if I just lie more I'd be in even deeper shit.

"Yeah, he wouldn't let me come alone. And Galm and Smarty are in town so they can replace us easily," I explain silently before lifting the phone out of my pocket and squint my eyes towards the screen, pulling the phone a mere few centimeters from my face. The brightness is set all of the way too so I can faintly see the colors of the phone.

"So Ze is here? Just tell him to take you back home. I'm going to go, I have stuff-"

"Hold up!" I shout suddenly, forgetting about the phone and jumping off the mattress, rushing over to where I think he is but immediately hit my leg on something nearby. "Shit," I cry as I stumble forward but feel Adam's arms catch me immediately, seeming to appear in front of me suddenly.

"Chilled, don't just suddenly jump up like that. It's dangerous," Adam snaps but I glance up quickly to where his face should be if I recall him correctly. I feel Adam's grasp on me twitch a bit when I glance in a certain direction and I decide this is staring right into his eyes.

"Adam, I want to stay with you," I declare and once again Adam's grasp on me twitches. I have to convince him, I have to convince him somehow to let me stay here. Hell, if I were a girl all I'd have to say is that I'm pregnant but that's not really an option for me, so I'll go with the next best thing. "Adam, I love you," I announce loudly and clearly, while a bit exaggerated that's just the Chilled style. I'm not even sure if I exactly love him, after all love is a strong emotion that half of the world doesn't understand. But what I do understand is that I want to be with him for now.

"Ch....Anthony...sit back down. I think you hurt yourself," Adam says, stuttering a bit but retaining his usual tone as he guides me back to the mattress and sits me down. For a moment his presence disappears but he returns quickly, pulling up my pants and exposing whatever cut I got to the sky while instead of pain I feel pissed off.

"What the hell Adam? Are you just blowing me off?" I ask straightforwardly but he stays silent and I'd give anything just to see what his expression is right now. Before I could tell what he's feeling from a glance to his face but now without that literally all I have to rely on is the sound of his voice, which isn't too expressive to begin with. Adam pats down something that feels like cloth around my leg before pulling the pants back down and his presence completely disappears, completely. I stare at nothing and think about nothing for a second before my focus does allow me to hear Adam's step towards the direction of the door and I feel panicked once again.

"Anthony, just go and find Ze. Go back home." I stare at the doorway before it suddenly shines a light from the brightness of the outside desert and I can slightly process his silhouette, a so familiar silhouette.

"Adam," I call out, causing his silhouette to freeze and shifts slightly, the head turning back around probably towards me. I take a deep breath, the words in my mind not very favorable with my heart, but I have to do this. I can't continue to wait forever for this one man. It's unhealthy, and even Ze told me not to try too hard, it's either I do my best and fail meaning he's not right for me or I win him over with my final attempt. I'm gambling all of my hopes on this.

"Adam, if you leave right now I won't be here when you come back. I'll leave here. I won't come back." Adam's silhouette hesitates but I can tell that he definitely understands the huge choice I'm leaving all on his shoulders right now. I've tried everything up to this point and in the end he makes the final decision. No matter what his decision is, I have to remember I still have all of my friends who all support me, I have so much. He doesn't. Because of this I want to help him, and yet it also builds a barrier between us with his isolated behavior while also possessive behavior which ensures I'll be with him. He'll be a pain in the ass if we're together, and honestly me alone seems to be better in theory. But you don't know just how much my chest is hurting and my yearning he'd just  return in my direction, and the fear the moment his silhouette disappears into darkness because I won't know which decision he made until I hear silence or his voice. I want to hear his voice, I want him to walk back inside and speak with me, even just to stall will make me happy.

His silhouette slightly moves.