NALLA,HIS LITTLE GIRL

FIRST NIGHT

I admit, Jacques didn't say a word as we brought out the remaining pieces of the former bed. He just looked at me like he was studying zoology. I was annoyed by that feeling when he seemed to be trying to get into my head. He didn't know about Nalla. He didn't know about her age. I didn't tell him anything, and the Vampire is not a gossip. At least I hope ...

The doorbell interrupted the silent torture. It seems to me that I flew over the living room. Her smile was waiting for me in front of the door ... and a huge music suitcase.

"Hi," she smiled. "Help please?"

"Hey, baby. Come on, break in, and leave this to me. "

I brought that miracle into the hallway and left it next to the shoe store. What the hell is in it? f*****g counter bass? I don't remember her ever mentioning playing anything.

"Nalla, this is Jacques." I said as I joined them in the living room. "Jacques, this is the information you've been trying to get out of me all afternoon. Nalla. "

"I'm glad," he offered his hand for a handshake.

"Me too," she said shyly, accepting her outstretched hand. "You should have told me to come later." she told me casually.

"Why? This clown is not a guest. Trust me."

"Trust him." Jacques laughed. "I have to give gas because someone will soon crush me."

"Are you going?" I asked him.

"No, I'm moving in here. Yes, Vic, I'm going. Enjoy."

I didn't have to follow him to the door, it was always clear to him that the apartment had only one entrance. I dedicated myself to Nalla as soon as the door closed behind him. Then I noticed that in addition to the suitcase, she also has a school bag and another small backpack next to her feet.

"And when should the delivery arrive?" She asked.

"Soon. How long can you stay? ”

"All night. If you want."

"You didn't run away, did you?"

"Not. I just have a great aunt, ”she laughed. "That, women's movie night and s**t like that."

"So when Mom and Dad ask, are you at your aunt's?"

"Yes," she laughed.

"Good." I laughed at her resourcefulness. "I have something for you." I looked around and pointed at that heart.

"Isn't it a little too big?" She laughed.

"Not. They didn't have a bigger one ... "I frowned. "What's in the suitcase?"

"A wooden monster." She laughed."Tomorrow's commitment."

"May I see him?"

"IT's a she. And you can see her, if you bring her. "

"Why is she a woman?"

"I do not know. That's how it turned out. "

I brought the suitcase in front of her and watched her carefully open the buttons and pull out the most polished cello I had ever seen. She looked even smaller next to that big instrument. There were no fingerprints on him / her. There was no dust. It was maintained and guarded.

"Who would have thought ..." I laughed.

"What that? That someone like me plays something like this? ”

"No ... and yes." I went to a special display case and pulled out a much smaller suitcase. "Who would have thought we had so many points of contact."

"Violin?" She looked at me in astonishment. "I've never played the violin ..."

"Why? Still, it's easier than the cello. "

"It seems too sensitive to me ..."

"The strings are the same. The bow is a little smaller, but similar. I don't see where the problem is. If you want, I'll teach you to play it. "

Just as it occurred to me to ask her to play something for me, a f*****g doorbell rang. I opened it to the workers who were already bringing packages with parts of the new bed. I showed them where the bedroom was and went back to Donnie. She ran her fingers through the wires. It was more as if she was testing how tight they were, but as if she was deliberately hitting some tones. I stood leaning against the door and imagined how they would sound when we played together. I took a few steps to the same display case and pulled out a leather cover with all the notes of classical music I had ever played. There were a lot of them. I wondered what she knew how to play. As I thought about the notes, another realization struck me in the forehead. Anyway, the man hit. I'm going to sleep next to her tonight.

"Do you have anything to learn?" I asked, returning the notes to the shelf.

"Not anymore." She looked at me as if reading my mind. "I can sleep here on the couch, too, if you want."

"How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"I don't know, but you've confirmed it to me now. I should have asked you first ... "

"No, little one. I'm glad you're here. "I laughed. "The bed was bought for you."

"And what happened to the old one?"

"I'm afraid someone would get some disease."

"What disease?"

"Long and difficult. You see, when I’m in Britain, this apartment is used by my best friend. And what kind of things he brings, I'm really surprised that he hasn't picked up anything yet. "

"Lucky bastard, you'd say," she laughed.

"Exactly ..." I shook my head in disbelief. "By the way, your key is still with him. Until Monday, if he's sober enough to come home. "

"You have interesting company."

"Great, we've been sitting for so long, and I haven't offered anything yet."

"Do not worry about that."

“Not to worry? You must be hungry! ”I jumped off the couch and dragged her into the kitchen. "What do you want for dinner?"

"Victor, I'm not hungry."

"The question was what you wanted, not whether you wanted to." I took out of the fridge everything that could be prepared quickly or tossed into a sandwich. "I'll show you where everything is in the apartment later, and now we'll have dinner."

"Housewife, I'm not hungry," she laughed.

I enjoyed listening to the sound of that laughter. But I still didn't trust her. Who isn't hungry at eight in the evening ?! While I was making sandwiches for us, the delivery men and fitters finished the job. I said goodbye with gratitude, and I thought to myself that they could just stay a few more minutes, just until I got used to her being in that bed tonight. Living room, you're mine tonight.

"May I light a cigarette?" She asked, taking cigarettes and a lighter out of her pocket.

"Of course. The ashtray is ... at every turn. ”I replied as I put the food back in the fridge.

I took a tray of sandwiches and glasses and led her back to the living room. She sat on the floor next to the table and stretched her legs in front of her. If that's what you want, I thought and sat down next to her. Man, the floor isn't meant to be seated at all.

"How do you envision the future?" I looked at her and she was looking at the night sky through the window. She was serious. Really, really serious.

"I have no idea," I replied honestly. "Every day is a story for itself, and every new day is a future I look forward to. And you?"

"Hmm ... my future is still school for a while."

"Where are you in that future? Still, you decide what you want or don't want from life. "

"I don't even know what I will enroll next year. And everyone already wants to know when I will finish college, and when I will get married, how many children I will have ... "

"Just don't tell me you're going to enroll in law school or, far be it, political science."

"My thoughts fly more towards the building. I love that precision, projects, plans ... "

"Statics?" I smiled. "I can help you a lot there."

"But I have four more years until college, so I'm not sure if you'll stay long enough."

"I'm persistent."

I watched her as she killed the sandwich. I exaggerated, I know. But I was delighted with her manners. Her snacks versus mine. Like a sparrow to a shark. I saw that we were physically the complete opposite. Congratulations, genius! Except male-female, of course.

She looked even smaller next to me. My almost two meters and hers, hmm, a meter and a half ... my huge feet and hers that still can't find the heel by number. But of all that, her palms are the most important to me. They fit perfectly into mine. Her lips, soft, tender, absorbing my kisses. And her eyes, the ones that opened and read me.

I left the sandwich and gathered my legs briefly. I wanted to hug her, but I didn't know how. It confuses me like no one before her. I waited for him to finish dinner.

"While you're done with dinner, I'm going to make the bed."

"I will help you."

"No, you finish dinner, the remote controls are on the table next to you. The bathroom is right down this hallway, and you'll see the room later. "

"I'll find you," she smile.