"You think you know me so well, don't you?" I scoffed, finally breaking free, "You don't know what I love."
He simply walked ahead of me, in silence, barely acknowledging my existence, towards where people had gathered by the tower. I chased after him, and I got the feeling I would be doing a lot.
As the city faded into the darkness of night, we crossed the Seine in silence. Without the traffic, we walked right down the centre of the street, and not far away stood The Eiffel Tower, like a skeleton of metal projecting up into the sky. I ran ahead and paid seven euros to go up the tower. I wasn't going to let River's usual negative attitude ruin this once-in-a-lifetime experience for me. I climbed up what seemed like an infinite amount of stairs until I reached the very top. I couldn't help but feel slightly lightheaded. I took out my camera and took a few pictures.
I took a step back to get a better view, and I felt myself stumble into someone, but before I could turn around and see who it was, they took the pleasure of wrapping their arms around my waist to hold me in place, so I didn’t fall over. I immediately recognized River's touch. I could feel his breath on my neck.
"Be careful." He warned in a low tone, his hands remaining firmly placed on my hips.
"I'm sorry," I apologized, my throat dry.
"Don't be." He insisted, and I tried my best not to let a groan escape my lips as I was freed of his touch. Instead, I turn the camera towards him and snap a blurry photograph of him as he squints from the bright flash groaning in disapproval.
“If I wanted to be photographed, I’d just call back Donatella.” He teased, and my mouth hung open in shock,
“As in Versace?” I gasped, and he lets out a soft laugh shaking his head. Then River took the camera from my hands,
“River, you cannot just drop a statement like that and act like everything is perfectly normal!” I protested. “How the hell do you know Donatella Versace?”
“I don’t know Donatella Versace. She knows me.” He corrected me, and I rolled my eyes at him.
Perhaps sometimes I underestimated how well-known River was. I figured many people did. No one knew much about him; therefore, no one could give a decent opinion. Maybe that’s precisely how he wanted it to be. He wanted to be entirely elusive. The window to his mind was blacked out. I wondered what could be so precious inside that he had to keep everything so protected.What are you hiding, River?I couldn’t help but ponder.
"May I?" He asked politely but firmly as per usual.
"Knock yourself out," I said in a voice that was almost a whisper, and his dark eyes glittered with something I couldn't quite explain.
"You never told me something real about you." I reminded him, recalling the night prior to this one.
"I never said I would." He shrugged, and the shutter of the camera he held to his eye sounded with a flash.
"Well, I'm asking you to." I retorted, moving to stand directly in front of him, blocking his view. He remained still, towering over me, a hauntingly beautiful nightmare.
"I don't know." He spoke, softly.
"Well, I’ll be damned!" I gasped dramatically,
"TheRiver Kennedy doesn't know the answer to something?"
He let out a low bitter laugh and turned to walk away from me. Who knew he could be such a baby?
"River!" I called, racing ahead to stand in his way once again, "I'm only teasing.."
"What do you want to know, one thing." He recounted, and my lips curved into an accomplished smile.
"Anything?" I ensured cheekily, and I could tell he wanted to reconsider his choice of words.
"I don't sleep," River spoke as I thought carefully about what he just said before I replied,
“Does your skin also glitter when you step into the sunlight?” I marvelled tauntingly, “Or, don’t tell me— you have fangs and drink blood?”
“Is this a joke, car je ne comprends pas?”because I don’t understand, he asked, and I let out a laugh.
“It was, but you don’t get it. It's okay.” I admitted clearing my throat.
“Okay, well, it is true that I cannot sleep.” He disclosed,
"That's not possible-" I started, a small sound escaping my throat before he interrupted me,
