The Markless

Chapter 5: Good lies?

I wake up the next day with a hammering headache. Ugh. I gazed at my wristwatch counting how many hours I’ve been sleeping. Unsurprisingly, I’ve been sleeping for 14 hours. And no one even cared about waking me up. I sighed at thinking Ben doesn’t even thought about waking me up or I don’t know maybe try telling me to go down and eat for breakfast or telling me to take a shower cause’ I smell for god’s sake. I stumbled getting up from my long slumber, fetching my towel to take a shower first before showing myself downstairs at least with a pleasing appearance.

Turning on the shower knob, scrubbing my whole body with a tiny bit of soap I’ve been saving for the whole trip, being thrifty gets you a long way. Bending down getting myself a puny drop of shampoo for my frizzy black hair, looking at the mirror in front of me, yes, the past owner of this house gives me the creeps, who the hell puts their mirror inside the shower room right? I noticed some of my hair roots begins to return to my natural hair color. I need to start covering it with black again, don’t wanna get a scolding from grumpy Ben.

I never really thought that having a silvery blond hair will get me in danger, I have that hair that no one in this entire world have ever seen. Having this kind of hair really tires you up, many people will stare at you like a freak, or maybe treat you like a grandma who needs help with her groceries or worse helps you crossing the damn road. I remember that one time I went to buy groceries cause’ we’ve run out of food, there is this little boy who’ve mistaken me for a grandma starts to take the paper bags out of my hand then said ‘I can help you with that granny’, It took the whole me to stop myself flicking my finger on his forehead and to tell him I’m not a granny, but, since he offered his assistance, I agreed to be a grandma that day, It was actually a nice gesture, for once I was not ignored and stared at because I have this freakish hair. I really like my hair not that no one cares, I like the thought of being the only one who have this and it makes me feel special and wanted.

I once ask Ben if I was really the only one and he said that I was, excluding the ones who have artificially colored their hair like mine of course, at that time I was really depressed and annoyed why can’t I have a normal life like everyone does, all I really wanted was to experienced things like everyone else has, like having a permanent home for crying out loud, or eating with never worrying for what the day comes later. I slid down the bathroom and cried for a like an hour thinking what life will I have when I didn’t ran away.

Wandering about it, I never know why did I ran away at first? All I remember is the feeling of someone if chasing me and it wants to kill me. I shuddered at the thought of it, turning off the shower, I grab the towel on the railing to dry myself then putting on some white t-shirt and jeans, glancing at myself in the mirror combing the strands of my finishing up with putting a little bit of chapstick on my lips so that I won’t look like a sick person. I smiled at myself in the mirror focusing on my face and nods at the girl I am staring at who seems beautiful enough to enchant any living being, but who am I kidding? A girl like me? No one will never looks at me and thought of me as a beautiful person.

I have a pretty face I tell you that and the second most favorite feature I like is my eyes, cause’ it is bluer than the sky with a shade of gold specks in it. And it is another mystery for me, I haven’t met anybody with eyes like mine, like the whole me is not build for this world. I chuckled at thinking I’m a special person, I don’t even have parents to begin with. Walking towards the door closing it behind me then coming down the stairs when I heard the three of them talking,

“She’ll be okay, right Ben?”, Samantha said

“Don’t worry Sammy, she will, she is the strongest willful gal I’ve ever met. She’s like her you know”, Ben replied with a smile,

“Yeah, she’s like her, and it still amazes me that she also has his smile”, Dave added, What on earth are they talking about? And what is this I’m like her and his smile? Are they still keeping secrets from me? Oh hell no, I have the right to know if they start talking about me like I ain’t here. I trot towards them, sitting down near Ben, this time I ought to know what are they keeping about me.

“So care to tell what exactly you three talking about?”, I said, not waiting for them to open their mouths “Aves, how much did you heard?”, Ben replied, “Uh.. Everything?”, I sighed, really? They haven’t thought about how thin these walls are?

“You guys have to stop keeping secrets from me, I just told you yesterday that I’m not a kid you can boss around and tell me what stuffs I could or could not do, so please, can you drop this nonsense act of protecting me from something you not even care to tell me about, I’m so sick of that ages ago”, I said expressing my anger towards their actions of babysitting a grown-up woman like me. I’m not some charity child that needs some tender loving care for god’s sake.

I tilted my head upwards gazing at the ceiling closing my eyes in frustration I feel at this very moment.

“Look aves, we really like to tell you, I mean we are dying to tell you what this is all about, but it is not the time for revealing all the answers to your questions right now, only time will tell if its the right moment for you to know everything”, Ben replied to me with sadness in his eyes, I looked straight in his eyes with a heartbroken smile, this man who protected me is expressing his sadness for the first time and its heartbreaking to see that this conversation is the cause of it. I’m such a softy for this person.

“Okay, okay, stop that”, I said pointing my finger at his face gesturing that he stops putting that sad puppy eyes at me or I will cry being guilty for making him sad, I’m not a strong person when it comes to someone I care,

“Then, will you stop questioning us about this whole thing?”, Ben asked while waving his hands at the air between the three of us,

“Hmm, I guess?”, I replied, this is not what I expected on how I thought it would be,

“Alright, I guess its time for you to learn your first lesson for today,” Samantha butted in distracting my thoughts and stopping me from asking questions again,

“Oh yeah, my first lesson!”, I said getting excited that I will learn something new aside from the history lessons I’ve gained about the history in this world,

“You sound thrilled about this,” Samantha replied,

“Yep, excited at the thought that I would get to stare at a face that is not a grumpy one at that”, I teasingly said at Ben who looks at me with a smirk,

“Well yeah? No dinner for you then,” he said sticking out his tongue, oh, the nerve of this guy, I grinned at his goofy face,

“Oh no fair grandpa”, I replied laughing with the look of his shocked face, ha! Don’t mess with me, I’m the queen of irritating someone,

“Oh, don’t test me grandma”, He said back to me, I stared at him open mouthed, ohhh, how dare he call me that! I for one is not fond of the word grandma,

“Alright, alright, that’s enough, time out for you grandpop”, Dave pointing at Ben, then he turns to look at me,

"And for you granny, get your ass ready for some long hours of sitting with Sammy there,” He said pointing at the corner table where Samantha is waiting for me to move my ass, oops, my bad. Standing up walking towards where Samantha is sitting then resting my chin in the palm of my hand at the desk. She looked at me like I didn’t want to listen to her which she thought wrong, this is the position when I want to focus and learn something, pretty weird right?