Toxic Friendzone
Don't Leave Me

The night is getting late, even now it has shown the time of early morning. But the noise that sounded so disturbing the sleep of a man who had just fallen asleep a few hours ago. Rude swearing and swearing entered his sense of hearing, making Kenzie rub his face rough.

"Fuck out?!"

Kenzie got up slowly he did not want to disturb the sleeping girl beside him who was so slumbering. If Kayla wakes up, she'll chop up anyone who shouts obscurely out there. His feet stepped on the cold floor, after tucking Kayla's forehead gently. Kenzie opened the door slowly which instantly displayed the anxious face of his right hand, Alan.

"Lord outside ad-"

"I know." she answered briefly and then walked past Alan who was still standing anxiously.

Kenzie descended the stairs slowly, humming. Then he chuckled softly as he recalled, Alan's anxious expression earlier. Come on, what to worry about? Alan, who was looking at his master, only sighed softly as he continued to follow from behind. Kenzie smiled obliquely staring at the man who was struggling when blocked by his men.

"Sep me?!"

Kenzie smiled later, sitting himself on the single sofa and resting his feet on the table. "Take him off" he said, turning on a stick of nicotine. His men nodded obediently, then released the man they had been holding back from earlier.

"****! Damn it, my body has become stained in the grasp of a lowly person!" said the man while wiping his entire body, as if plastered with dirt.

"Stop saying about the stain, if it's already running in your blood." smirk Kenzie looked at the man's annoyed face, "Sit down first, what do you want to drink?" he asked while exhaling nicotine fumes from his mouth.

The man walked up to Kenzie and looked at him haughtily. "Don't be sweet with me! How dare a lowly person here hold me back!"

"Stop talking about lows and stains. You know that definition better than I do." Kenzie said with a smile. "And don't yell here, or I'll drag you out myself!" hiss Kenzie sharply stared flatly at the haughty-looking man.

Any threat did not disturb his hearing at all, the man even looked down at Kenzie while holding his chest. "So you offered me a drink, then why isn't there?" the man asked, sitting himself in front of Kenzie and resting his feet on the table.

The last blow came out of his mouth, Kenzie turned off that piece of nicotine while calling for a maid. "Make this boy drink." he ordered without looking at the maids who had lined up neatly.

"Cih lebay! It's all gathering." said the man grimly looking at the maids wearing black and white uniforms.

Kenzie smiled looking down at the man. "Say. What are you here for!"

"To drink." replied the man indifferently, drinking a glass of water that had been served by the waiter. "Sad. Just white water? You're poor now?" he asked haughtily while staring at the empty glass in his hand.

"It's good you didn't give me poison!"

"Oh.I'm scared." chuckled the man while inching back and hugging himself.

Kenzie just stared at the man flatly, and did not respond to him. Then he got up from his seat and just left.

"Where are you? You're not afraid I'm stealing in your house?"

"Please." replied Kenzie as he continued up the stairs.

But the man's last words managed to stop his steps.

"Where is he?"

Kenzie twisted his body, staring flatly at the man who was also looking at him with the same gaze. "What are you asking?" ask Kenzie flat.

"To make it mine."

The three words that relaxed were like piercing his hearing. Kenzie was still unmoved with his unreadable flat gaze. Then he walked down the stairs, and sat down again in front of the man.

"Say it again."

Instead of being surprised, the man laughed out loud. " You scared?" ask the man to relax.

"Get out of here, or your head that I destroyed!" hiss Kenzie sharp.

"Alright, maybe I'm out of luck now" said the man and got up from his seat showing a smile. "But I'll take it back later. He only thinks of you as a brother, doesn't he?" asked the man again while raising his eyebrows, which made Kenzie's anger even more flaring.

"Go?! Or I'll really punch your head in the hole right now."

"Fine! I'm leaving."

The man walked away with a smile that did not fade. Leaving Kenzie with an ever-increasing rage. Kenzie ruffled his hair violently, and kicked all the objects in front of him. Is this the purpose of the man waking him up in the early hours?

"Argh! Goddamnit."

***

The cold of the night wind was increasingly piercing the skin, but a man who sat lamenting the moon did not budge in the least. His eyes stared straight at the dark of the night so wide. Drowning in a heart-wrenching daydream. Although it had passed, his mind could not escape the memories that had been lost. 

A beautiful memory that he must remember always, because it is difficult to make it happen again or rather impossible. Everything has been lost inedible time, leaving him who moaned. But rigidity must be ingrained in him, if he still wants to survive.

Kenzie turned his gaze for a moment, at an empty bottle he held. His heart is hot and his head is hot. Only this alcoholic liquid was able to cool his head and forget everything for a moment. He threw the empty bottle and took back the new one. No matter how much he drank the alcoholic liquid, his heart was still agitated.

A man stood beside her with anxious feelings. "Your master is drunk, stop drinking" Alan looked at Kenzie worriedly.

"They've taken everything away from me Alan, does he now also want to take my one and only possession?" kenzie asked softly while chugging the alcoholic drink back from the bottle directly.

Alan just lowered his head in silence, he did not know what to say. "Let's let's get in, the air is very cold here" Alan said approaching and trying to take the bottle from his master's hand. But soon in rough tepis by the owner.

"I'm not drunk?! I'm so conscious of remembering everything!" yelled Kenzie as he threw the bottle he held roughly.

Alan let out a rough sigh and sat himself beside Kenzie. "I know, but it's not good for your health."

"I don't care!"

"alright. But if you're sick, he'll get what he wants from you!"

Kenzie paused for a moment and looked at Alan who was smiling. Then she ruffled her hair rough. He has lost so much, but this time it will not happen.

"Don't fall into the reality, sir. Rise up, otherwise they will laugh more and more behind you!" alan said as he patted Kenzie on the shoulder slowly, then got up from his seat and sauntered away. If at this time, he would advise his master as an elder brother.

After Alan's departure, Kenzie digested everything. It must not be too late in the bitter reality, but every second the situation always stabs his heart slowly. The wind blew slowly, making his heart and mind calmer. After the departure of the man who had set his heart on fire earlier, he could not sleep again. His mind was lulled by the ugly shadow that always haunted him.

Kenzie got up and walked shabbily, it turns out that the effects of alcohol are there, even though he did not feel it. For two hours he sat pensively on the balcony of his room, enjoying the breeze of the dawn. Kenzie turned the doorknob slowly, not wanting to disturb someone's sleep inside of course.

His smile rose, when he saw Kayla was still so slumbering that she was drowning in her beautiful dreams. But his heart was sliced when he saw that tiny hand was adorned with infusion. He knew his little girl was most afraid of it. But what can I do? Everything has happened, he cannot repeat time. Kenzie threw himself down next to Kayla, his head throbbing in pain. I don't know how many bottles he spent, he can't remember.

His head seemed to be spinning, but his lips flashed a smile at Kayla's peaceful face. Kenzie took the tiny hand slowly and grasped it tightly. Dizziness spread more, making Kenzie lose consciousness slowly.

"Kay, don't leave me." - before his consciousness is taken away.

...TBC...