Visitor from Last Night

Chapter 3

Alicia

"Hmm, what should I wear?" Brandon asked while he was checking his clothes, which were still wet, and I looked at my sofa, which was drenched too because of this i***t.

"We don't have your clothes, so we have to go shopping for you to buy the clothes." I said to him,

"But I am not at all interested in going shopping. You go and buy me the clothes." He said, and sat on the sofa. This man really thinks that he can control me like I am one of his slaves? I wanted to punch him so badly but I took a deep breath and held it back.

"Hey, I am not in this situation where you are, and I don't know what your size is." I told him.

"Right, you don't know. Hmm... I will tell you, and you should bring it." He said. Why does he have to be annoying?

"Then be in the clothes which you are currently wearing and for your kind information, I am not going anywhere." I said, and he sighed. Does your bitter medicine taste good to you now?

"Fine, what do I have to do?" He said and I smirked.

"Let's go shopping," I said, and he sighed. I went to my neighbor's and got him some clothes to wear for the meantime and to my surprise, they fit him perfectly.

"Let's go!" He said and pulled himself up from the sofa. I took my keys and went out of the house and locked it up. Then we walked for five minutes as no taxis came around our town. We were waiting for a taxi and finally got one, and we settled down and after around 20 minutes we reached the shopping mall. I paid the fare and we walked inside.

"I don’t have any experience buying clothes." He spoke up.

"Then who used to buy you clothes?" I asked him.

"I used to get custom clothes, and it was a monthly schedule. Sometimes my mother would bring me some." He said, and I gave him a look.

"Are you a kid?" I asked him.

"No, I am a big man." He said.

"But, by seeing your behavior, I think that you are a kid only." I said.

"Whatever" he said.

"Yeah, whatever" I said.

"Don't mimic me." He said.

"I haven't done that yet." I said, and he sighed.

"See this one?" I said and offered him a t-shirt.

"It is not good." He put it back without even looking at them. He did this several times and I didn't pull off more clothes when he didn't want the clothes. Why am I wasting my time over here?

"What happened to you? We have to find my clothes" He said, and I sighed.

"You go and find yourself. I hope you find what clothes you like. Maybe I can help you later.” I said, and he nodded, and I sat down on the chair and was waiting for him to come around. In around 15 minutes, he came around with a few clothes in his hands.

"How are they?" He asked, and I looked at the clothes. Most of them were shirts which had few colors: white, black, blue or shades of them. Then also, they was nice and a few t-shirts and most of them were jeans. They were great.

"Hmm… Nice." I said, and he smiled, and maybe that was the first time I had seen him smiling genuinely, and I am not going to lie, but he looked good. "Guess you love shirts very much." I said.

"Yeah." He said

"Let's get you some footwear as well." I said, and he nodded. We went into the men's footwear section and found so many options, from which Brandon chose three.

"Finally, your shopping is done." I said and, took a sigh of relief.

"Won't you buy clothes for yourself?" He asked.

"No, I already have clothes. If they will be of no use, then I will go and buy them. Till then, no wastage of money." I said, and he was silent.

"Let's pay for your accessories." I said and held a few bags and the rest he picked up. We went to the pay section and made up the bill for that. Well, it was kind of a huge amount for me.

"Do you have money?" I asked him, and he nodded and took out a few dollars and I paid for a few. Thank god, we were saved.

"I should have paid for my things. Why did you pay?" He asked.

"Hmm... I had brought you shopping, so I should have paid. Let's forget it, we have to go grocery shopping as well to buy some food." I said and picked up the bags.

"How far is it?" He asked.

"Just two minutes away by walking." I said, and he nodded, and we went towards the grocery store and bought food in large quantities and half of my money was finished over here only. No problem. This money is nothing but a means of my survival. At least the food I buy lasts for almost 1 month.

"You must be hungry. Let's go home." I said and tried to pick up the grocery bag, but failed as my hand was already filled.

"Let me carry these." He said and I nodded. He carried the bags, and we waited for the taxi but for five minutes we didn't find any, and I was frustrated, and I started to walk.

"Hey, where are you going?" He asked.

"Home" I said and started to walk.

"It is far." He said.

"I know. But I am not finding any kind of taxi over here." I said, but suddenly a taxi came and stopped. I wasn't sure about that taxi, so I ignored it and waited for the next taxi. The taxi went away.

"Why did you let it go?" He asked.

"The taxi driver wasn't giving me a good vibe." I said, and I stopped the taxi, and we settled down inside it and reached the house. I didn't pay the fare but he did and I let him.

I opened the door, and we went inside, and I put everything on the table.

"Finally, we are here" He said, and I smiled, looking at him. Like, I thought he was totally the opposite of my imagination, but he is very charming and was way too friendly and not going to ignore the point that he can be pretty annoying sometimes. His voice is not at all rude towards me. I liked it the most.

I brought myself back from my dreamland and was thinking about what to cook,.

"What are you thinking?" He asked.

"What will you eat?" I asked.

"Anything?" He said.

"I don't know how to cook anything." I chuckled and he joined me. "Will pancakes work?' I asked him and he nodded like a kid.

I freshened up and started to put everything in its place and pick out all the ingredients for making the pancake. I made the batter and started to make the pancake and in just a few minutes the pancakes were ready. I poured honey over them and it was already mouth watering. I smiled at my own and started to place the food on the table, but I found that Brandon was leaning on the door and was looking at me amusingly.

"How long have you been there?" I asked him as I washed my hands.

"From the time you started to make the pancake." He said.

"Didn't you get bored?" I asked him.

"No, well it was very interesting to see you making the pancake." He said and I giggled.

"Come on, big man, food is ready," I said, and we sat on the chair. Before sitting, he washed his hands and sat down and we started to eat.

"Why haven't you become a chef?" He said to me

"Why?" I asked

"Because your food is so tasty," He said, and I smiled.

"Thanks. But I don't want to be a chef. I only want to cook for my near and dear ones." I said, and he smiled.

"So am I included in that?" He asked.

"Maybe" I said and for the rest of the time we talked, and we got to know about each other more. Moreover, I was comfortable with him. Unlike the loneliness which I had felt for so long, it was starting to fade a bit by his interesting talk and somewhere I was enjoying that he was near me. But at the same time, I am afraid about getting attached to myself. If I get attached to him and someday he has to leave, then I won’t be able to bear that pain.