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Pain can come from different sources, but the impact is the same; agony; anger and the end comes loss. If you're not strong enough you might lose yourself through the process, but if you succeed you'll be able to live your life, holding a scar that can easily open at any time, that's the real battle you'll have to make, a war against yourself, a war that may stay for life.
It felt as if he was in the war, and he was losing. His actions expressing the need for a companion, for help, made me want to be there taking that battle with him. Thus, he remains a mystery to me, this beautifully broken man.
I was the first to break our contact as it began to feel a little awkward.
"Alright we can't stay like this the whole day w-
"I don't mind," he said very quietly, but I was able to hear him.
"We have to do something. I'm here now we might as well make use of it "
he looked deep in thought for a second, then his head lifted
"want to watch a movie". He looked like a little kid saying that, you couldn't deny him anything
"Yes, why not, but I came here because you ordered me, and I didn't even have my lunch and I'm starving"
"My bad, I'll fix that right away". He started to take the same path he took earlier to get the drinks, and I was intrigued about following him.
"Don't tell me you got food ready"
"No, but I'll make something quick" I WAS SHOCKED
" Wait so you're telling me you can cook?" my subconscious was jumping inside right now.
"why wouldn't I ?" I gave him the look,. You the you-have-got-to-be-joking look.
"I mean no offense, you are a cocky bastard ,and a demanding mean boss". Deep inside I knew that I was still talking to my boss that's why I adjusted my words a little bit because meaning is definitely not what I wanted to say " may I remind you that we are outside working hours so I do have the right to say whatever I want."
" oh really, we'll see about that" he started, taking long steps toward me until he was an inch away from my face, then he c****d his head to my side " it won't go without a proper punishment" He was smirking big time, however, i was slightly scared. " now come let's make some spaghetti"
Now let me tell you something, in my life I had an endless amount of spaghetti, but this man's spaghetti was: phenomenal
"I still can't believe you cooked this"
" you were there and you saw everything". I couldn't qualify what I did as watching, I was basically drooling over the guy while staring, in a very creepy way if I can add, as he was making the food.
" yeah, I sort of did" didn't have much to say.
" so tell me about yourself. " I didn't know what to answer this man with the most marvelous life is asking about my dule one, what can I possibly tell him that and besides why would someone like him want to know anything about someone like me
" there's nothing to tell really, my life was pretty boring"
" Still I'm curious, where did you grow up how did you grow up" he had a look on his that would hypnotize you right away and make you spit all your dirty little secrets
" well I grow up in a small town, my parents are very normal people, but they are also pretty strict individuals so I spent most of my childhood either in my room or at school, of course, I had few friends but it was always hard . after my high school graduating I got into college where I met my two best friends with whom I'm living currently. I got my degree, found a job, and here I am. " he kept looking at me for a while after I went silent as if he didn't notice I was no longer talking, and it felt a bit awkward to silence with his gaze never leaving me. " see I told you my life is pretty boring, not like yours"
" let me tell you something, my life was anything but exciting. what about your personal life"
" it's pretty boring as well"
" how come?"
"how come what ?"
" how come a girl as beautiful as you are alone?"
" I have no idea"
" It's a good thing though," he said
" How so?"
" we wouldn't've been here at this moment"
At one point in our conversation, I realized that I needed to go because it was not in any way 'professional'.
Yeah right now you think about being professional, give me a break.
of course, my subconscious had to sneak in her little nose and couldn't keep her mouth shut.
I got up
" Anyway, it's getting a bit late and I need to get going now"
" You can spend the night here if you want it will be no problem."
" No, it's alright I'll get a ride home and get going" as I was heading my way to the door he stood right in front of me blocking my way out
" are you calling that guy again to give you a ride?" I was very overwhelmed by the proximity and the small distance between our bodies, I had to really focus on the question to understand it.
" well I'll see if I can get a cab first maybe or I might just call him "
he took my purse and started walking upstairs
" where are you going with my purse? " I shouted while following him
" you're staying the night, and it's final" he was standing next to a door
" you can't decide that on your own"
" I just did" he winked at me then opened the door to what looked like a bedroom, grabbed my hand, and pushed me inside
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