Sharing the same space

Keifer's POV

Jay- Jay is in front of me, I don't know what to say, what to do and the thing is if she's the one who already lives here and is supposed to be my flat mate, it means we're going to live inside the same walls.

She approached me, "Keifer, is it...", her voice trembled, "how come you're here?", I kept looking at her, I didn't have an answer, "it's God's grace that I escaped death", to be honest I wanted to say more and explain but I had no reason to do so.

I saw her face, she's suppressing her emotions, maybe feeling betrayed or thinking that I did that on purpose, well I've hurt her before as well and it's nothing wrong for her to assume that I faked that all but the truth is nothing is same, everything is changed even I'm not the same Keifer.

Jay's POV

He said he escaped death then why didn't he come, if he's alive then why didn't he fulfil his promise, why didn't he bother to meet me, I want to ask more but I had no strength to face it all over again, I wanted his chapter to get over.

I thought I'd bundled up all the memories and buried them but now he's in front of me, and I realized that those memories are still beating inside my heart. No matter how much this man made me suffer but I can't deny that I have feelings for him, but I'm determined not to give myself to him this time, his presence really doesn't matter.

I casually confronted him, behaving like a stranger in front of me, "did Mr John send you", he nodded and showed me the rent agreement, "I'll move into another apartment soon, give me some time", he said firmly.

"Better" I said boldly, and I pointed at the room, "that's your, but now you've paid the rent, so I'm no one to say anything, make yourself in the house".

Keifer didn't lift off his gaze but went to see the room, I noticed a change in his behavior, the Keifer I used to know, the fierce man was absent, eyes were not as confident it's before, I didn't want to overthink and went inside my room, gladly it's two room flat.

I was losing my mind, tears welling up in my eyes. How can he appear out of nowhere? He's not even bothering to explain anything, well I know him well, if he doesn't want to, he'll never say anything, he's still a jerk as he's.

I didn't want to take money from my parents or become a burden on Kuya Angelo, though I got a scholarship for being a national level participant, and it's not enough to survive in Australia. I got an internship but due to night shifts, I had to rent a place that's cheap and near college but today it's looking like the heaviest place. 

Isla told me about the one singing on campus, Keeper, oh I remember he once told me his mother used to call him as keeper of everyone's happiness, apparently, it's Keifer only. I opened up college's socials, he's all over it, "celebrity in the house", I googled it and found an artist composing songs but never appeared in public, the song list, "Minamahal", and "The pearl".

Keifer's POV

Jay, I want to know how've you been all this time, but I've no right to ask and I don't want to return to your life and disturb it again. I entered the room, it's quite good and a window in the corner, which was dispersing sunlight into the room, but what to do with it when my life is all black.

I saw a gate at the backside, and it's a balcony attached to another room, the view was better. I heard footsteps and Jay came out on her balcony and our eyes met, once again it's all silent. Jay, please say something, blame me, accuse me, even abuse or beat me but don't give this silent treatment and make me feel like a stranger.

But we've already become strangers, I need to look for a new apartment away from her but my heart wants to stay closer, it's even not an hour and I don't want to leave, what to do when I lost my everything even my own identity then I created a new one, and who knows the inspiration was her only, whenever I picked up my pen to write it's her whom I dedicated every line.

I coughed, "is it fine for you if I live here until I find a new room?", she nods, "why are you asking me? It's the landlord's decision, I've nothing to do, I don't care if it's you or anyone else, just a flat mate".

She's the same, fierce and bold but seems like she's become stronger, and her anger of course it's all valid. She continued the conversation, "well, it's your wish if you wanna stay. But I want you to be clear, it might be that we used to know each other in the past but now it's not and you'd know your limits".

I just nodded, "I know that", she cut me off, "there are certain rules you need to follow". My brows knitted, "rules?", she nods, "come into the living room, let's discuss it".

We sat across from each other, she crossed her legs keeping hands on table for once I thought I was being interviewed, "first one, mind your own business", of course I agreed. "Second one, there's only one washroom, set your timetable for it", she continued, "and no private business in common place".

This rule caught my attention, I tilted my head in confusion, "it means in case you're bringing anyone into the home, keep her into your room", she clarifies it. I wanted to laugh off, I was a heartthrob in school, girls were behind me but here no one knows me and if they did, I don't want anyone to be in my life.

Jay also talked about timings, "keep keys with you, I won't be opening door for you, and if you're going to be late don't create noise", and in the end, she literally draws an imaginary line, "this area is mine", she separated couch, kitchen, refrigerator, dining table and even television.

I chuckled, "the technology is yet to come, you can't watch things on half screen", she glared at me, "fix timings for it as well". I simply nodded. And her phone rang; she left for her room hastily.

I was adjusting my stuff into the room and realized it's already night. I felt a little hungry and ordered takeout, and she's preparing something in the kitchen, "does she learn how to cook? I remember her hate for the kitchen".

My order was about to arrive, so I went near the door, "stop", does she want to demarcate the sides of the door as well? She again says, "stop Keifie", and my head spined, "Keifie, really? Is she addressing me? She's herself setting off limits and now calling me with such an absurd nick name".

And suddenly she ran towards the living room, "Keifie, come here", I moved towards her, "yes what do you want?", I asked, she scoffed. I was confused standing there and waiting for her to complete her sentence.

To Be Continued... 

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Guys! Lmk if you're liking this kind of plot and progression, or want some change.

Actually I wanted to write a long chapter but I'm blank.. they did wrong, they literally did wrong to my Captain, I'm not in the right state rn...