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Out Of Sight, Out Of Mind.

Auteur: Honey
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-14 23:16:16

SLADE'S POV

I strolled into the house, trying to make my way towards the stairs. But then, I heard the sound of someone breathing.

I froze.

Then carefully, without making a sound, I retreated back to the main living room and peeped in. Then I saw her and my breath caught immediately.

Kaira was curled up on the couch, almost like a cat. Her book was in her lap and she was chewing what looked like a licorice.

"You look bored." I announced, enjoying the way she jumped, obviously startled by my voice.

She looked up, shocked to see me, but it didn't take long for her to readjust her expression. She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to her book. I could see her reading through the pages, almost like I wasn't even present.

"Are you trying to erase me from here? Or are you just pretending like I am not here?" I said, leaning casually on the arms of a chair.

"Out of sight. Out of mind." She replied, and she sounded bored.

"But I'm not out of sight." I said, standing up and moving to stand in front of her.

"Yes you are. As long as I say so, then you are." She said, and she still didn't look up.

"I disagree. We are clearly breathing the same air, so there's no need to act like—"

"Oh my goodness! What do you really want?!" She said harshly and snapped her book shut.

She looked up at me with her eyes flashing in anger.

"Tell me, please. What is it that you want?" She demanded, putting her book aside.

"You look very angry. Am I the reason why?" I asked her, slipping my hands into my pockets and letting a smirk linger on my lips.

"Do you have any serious things you want to talk about, or are you here because you simply want to taunt me?" She asked, reaching for her book again.

"I just thought you were bored and I wanted to be of help to you." I said with a careless shrug.

"What makes you think I'm bored? I was reading a book when you walked in." She said, her eyebrows creased like she was really serious.

"You are always reading a book, by the way." I said with a click of my tongue. "But I just could tell that you are bored. Plus, I am heading out with a few of my friends and I wanted to see if you would like to come along."

She had carried the book and now she lowered it, looking at me with confusion.

"What do you mean?" She asked me with a nervous chuckle. "You want me to come with you? To hang out with your friends?"

"To hang out with my friend and I, yes." I confirmed.

The expression on her face was clearly made of surprise. She gripped her book closer to her chest and I noticed her teeth bite her lower lip.

I ignored the way my pulse spiked when I noticed that.

"I thank you for your consideration, really..." she cleared her throat and started fiddling with her hair. "But I don't think it's necessary."

I could tell that she wanted to go but something was putting her off.

"Is this because of what happened last time? With Shelly?" I asked.

She smiled sadly. "It's not just that I don't want any problems with your girlfriend. It's also because I don't think I fit in with you and your friends. But I am grateful, thank you."

Then she bent her head back over her book and continued reading.

My heart squeezed and even though I wanted to ask again, I decided against it and walked away quickly.

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