My Colors are you

Chapter 34

"I am so sorry," Rory wiped her tears away with the same velocity as her feet began to carry her out.

However, the young man stopped her, catching her by her shoulder which caused her to stumble back a little.

"I have a couple of questions to ask you before you leave."

Rory grimaced when she heard the suspicion in his voice. He probably thought she snuck inside the room. She just knew he didn't trust her.

"Like what?"She asked politely, to not raise any hostility.

"Like how you got in here in the first place. Loretta and I are the only people besides Arthur who know about this room. Arthur built it just for her."

"Loretta told me I could be here if I felt like escaping."

"Escaping? She told you that?" He crossed his arms, still not convinced. "And who are you?"

"Rory," She replied fiercely. "I came here with Sam. Who are you?"

He finally released her arm once his eyes focused and he realized what was going on. "I know exactly who you are now. You're the girl Loretta had been excited to meet. She just sent me here to check on the chimney because she said something was wrong with it. But now I see it wasn't for the Chimney, it was because of you."

Rory didn't say anything. She was too tired to unravel why Loretta would have set her up. All she knew was that the person in front of her was glaring at her with untrusting eyes.

"I'm sorry," Rory said again, although much quieter that time.

"You don't seem dangerous..."

She assumed he said that mostly to himself, though it did not help that she was able to hear what he was thinking. She clenched the book tighter to her chest.

"I'm a close family friend of the Hadaway's. So close that Loretta considers me like one of her sons. She relies on me the most to get stuff done in this house when Arthur is unavailable. My name is Ezra. Ezra Collins."

"Torres. My family name is Torres."

He nodded. "So do you always cry holding Children's books?"

She looked down at herself, noticing how silly she must've looked. "Sorry." She quickly shuffled to put it back.

"It's fine. I'm just confused as to why you're here. You know Sam is upstairs with Harley? You come from the same university as them, right?"

The last thing Rory wanted to see was Harley. Especially knowing that Olivia could be with him. She felt so bad thinking how she just practically ran away from him. She wanted to know what he was thinking about and how he was doing. And it hurt knowing she couldn't see him, not without hurting herself knowing his heart probably belonged to another.

"No," Rory replied. "I mean, I do know we are from the same school and no I don't want to go see him."

"Him? Don't you mean them?

"I mean--"

"Don't," He placed his hands up to stop her," You don't have to explain yourself. I mean you could, but it's none of my business. Look, if Loretta trusted you with the knowledge of this room I'm sure you won't do anything to ruin it. So just leave it the same way it was as you came in. And try not to cry over the books."

Rory felt the embarrassment rise to her face. She couldn't hide it.

She watched Ezra leave the room, who was freaked out by her. She hadn't even been in the house for more than three hours and already she had made herself look weird. And somehow she had the feeling that it was not going to get any better.