Freedom

Chaptef 19

"What!" I shout in amazement. "This tastes so good! Why didn't you say you could cook!?"

"What did I tell you?" He laughs.

"Who taught you to cook?- you know I honestly don't like vegetables but wow it doesn't taste bitter" I say and I took a bite of what he has made.

"It wasn't that hard- I just put the vegetables into a pie and some cheese in there" he smiles

"It's amazing. Thanks, Asher" I say with my mouth half full.

"You got something on your cheek" he comes closer and uses his thumb to take it off. It happened so fast there was no time to process what to say. "Are you okay?" He frowns. "Are you feeling sick?"

"N-Nono I'm fine" I shake my head and continue chewing. Man my heart needs to calm down every time he is close to me. I swallow the last bite and I just lay my head on the table. Everything starts to feel cold and my face feels hot. Maybe I ate too fast.

"Hey you finished- what's wrong?" He walks behind me and touches my forehead."You are burning"

I just felt drowsy and I just want to stay here and not move.

"Stay with me Scarlett " he sighs and suddenly I he put my arms around his shoulder and he lifted me up by my legs. He piggy-backed me all the way up to my room and put me down.

My mind was woozy and I'm feeling like I'm dreaming. I feel a cold towel placed on my head and I turn to look at him. He wasn't smiling but he looks scared. What was he scared off? Was he scared of me being sick?

"That feels nice," I say out loud and my eyes get heavy and I fell asleep.

Victoria's POV

"H-hi my name is Victoria, I was just wondering if I could sit with you" I gave him the brightest smile I could. Not by force but naturally, I just can't help but felt butterflies whenever I see him.

"Uh sure," He looks at me for a moment before looking out the window.

I put my bag down and take out my books for the lesson. Our seats are not assigned and so every time we get to choose who to seat with but never with him. Without a doubt, I think I fell in love with this guy the first time I saw him in high school. I know it sounds childish but first at love sight could be real.

I met him since I was a baby but that's because everyone in the village goes to the same school. And now exactly 16 years old. I finally got the courage to sit with him. It's weird because I still don't exactly know his name. He never talks and sits by himself. All those years, I tried to talk to him but he just always disappears.

I turn my head to look at him still observing the nature outside. I wonder how is that entertaining him?

I clear my throat. "Um," he turns to look at me hesitantly.

"I don't want to sound rude but, what's your name again?"

"Issac," He says with no expression.

"Oh right!" I try to laugh. "Um So we never talked before"

He doesn't say anything and takes out his books from his bag. One of the books were open and the wind blows the pages, cashing it to flip through. My eyes caught a glimpse of drawings.