The Quiet Girl

-chapter 17-

-Zaya Brown-

I got home and I was happy. I remembered why I rushed home. I quickly grabbed my phone and called Alya to see if she was ok.

"Hello?" She replied.

"Oh, my God Alya."

"What I have a terrible headache so make it quick."

"Why did you abandoned me the second we got there plus you know how I hate being in big crowds alone."

"But you seemed just fine with this one boy all over you at the dance floor."

"I looked for you but I thought you were gone. What if something bad happened to you? Plus, you didn't even say a word you just disappeared." I could hear her sigh from the other side of the phone.

"Look I'm sorry ok?"

"Yea ok."

"You done now?"

"Damn I just wanted to know if you were ok?"

"Well I have a terrible headache that's number 1."

"Well um you left some of your stuff here at my place so I'll pass by later on today if that's ok?"

"Yea thanks Zaya."

"Sure, no problem."

"Now goodbye." She hang up.

She woke up in a bad mood. I showered and went back into my room. Since I had a pile of clothes laying in a corner of my room.

Why not do laundry? I thought. This room need to be clean and so for these clothes. I took the clothes as well from the one Zhaye gave me and threw them in the washing machine.

I went downstairs and looked for food wondering if there was anything I could eat. I opened the fridge to see if there was anything interesting to eat.

Guess what surprise, surprise then is nothing. I sighed and got some ingredients out and started cooking some food for the house.

An hour later I was still cooking and I forgot about the clothes. The food I was cooking had to boil so I quickly went upstairs to check on the clothes.

They were soaking wet. I took them and careful slipped them into the dryer. That should be ready in a bit. When I started the dryer I quickly went back downstairs checking on the food. Everything was still perfect so I lower the temperature and started on making cookies.

As I was already pouring the flour the doorbell rang. I rushed to the door and opened it showing Zhaye's face.

"Oh um hey." I said. "Hey." "Oh, come in." I said letting him the house. "Did I forget something." "Yea, you did you forgot your shoes." He said handing them to me. "Thanks, but I'm you know you could have given them to me once I came to return the clothes?"

"Oh, yea I forgot about that." He said as I nodded in response. "Smells good in here what are you cooking?" He asked. "Food." I replied as I was walking back to the kitchen.

I turned off the stove and focused on the cookies. "Ok..." he said. "Ok..." I replied. "I guess I'll go now." He said. "Wait Zhaye." I said he turned around facing me.

"About that kiss." I started. "Oh, about the kiss. Did I overstep on our boundaries?" "Maybe a little." "We could act like none of that happened but that's if you want of course." He walked over to me.

"Well um i wanted to ask if you were comfortable with that?" I asked quietly. "Yea I want us to happen. The question is do you?" That's when I fell quiet.

I wanted to but I just cant say it with my mouth. I could see it in his eyes. He wanted me to yes but the words didn't come out my mouth. He sadly smiled thinking he got the memo.

"It's ok you know us doesn't have to happen." He said. "No, Zhaye that's not what I mean." "Then what do you mean? All you have to do is say it." He said and that's I wanted to do. Say it.

But I couldn't.

He slowly nods. "It's fine I get it we will just act like nothing ever happened." I could see he wanted otherwise but I couldn't say anything. Like my mouth refused to speak. He nods and walks to the door and leaves.

That really broke the cooking spirit. I sighed went back to what I was doing. I don't know why this felt like a breakup but really nothing happened.

A while later I was done with the dough and I went to check on the clothes. They were dry so I started fixing and ironing. Then Zhaye's clothes came up I sighed and ironed it and folded it.

After everything that happened today it didn't seem right to see him right now. I kept the clothes somewhere and decided to put the clothes somewhere.

As I was still fixing some clothes in my room I looked over to my window to see that he wasn't there. I hope he is not doing anything stupid.

When I went to get the cookies out of the oven I realized that I told Alya that I will be passing by. I sighed I didn't even want to do any of that anything.

Today was just wow. I might swing by her place tomorrow who knows. I still have a month to be home. So I'll get lots of sleep.

But that wasn't my problem. I just hope Zhaye would forgive me. Plus I have no form of communication except talking to him face to face. I have a feeling that will take a while to happen.

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