Who Cares?

Lucy: The First Hello

2:40am
Darn, I only have 20 minutes till I have to go and I really wanted to make him a nice breakfast since apparently he eats potato chips and sprite every morning. So not healthy, I hope he feels alright.. Maybe I shouldn't have made him that triple chocolate mousse cake.. They told me he likes sweets so I figured why not? I also got him some other groceries, but it looks like he already went shopping and his fridge looked pretty full so I'm sure it would last him a while. Although he never seems to care when I do things for him. Maybe it's about time I say something to him and tell him about me particularly. I don't know, I'm still so nervous.. It's been almost a month and I still can't seem to..
I heard a door open and someone walk upon the ridiculously noisy floorboards. It's always such a pain to try and be quiet on these floors. Although it didn't sound like he was trying very hard to be quiet and yes I knew it was him cause I could tell by the way he shuffles his feet in the night. I stood in the shadows, being still with my back against the counter top where he wouldn't be able to see me. He walked in with sleepy eyes and opened the fridge delicately and wondered about till he found the juice I got him. At first he looked displeased and I was worried that maybe I got him a flavor he didn't like but he screwed off the cap in a hurry and took a huge drink right from the jug! Looking satisfied he put the juice back in the fridge and as he did I could see the cake had caught his eye. He didn't hesitate to grab it, he then smiled and starting eating a piece. I was glad he liked it, he looked almost like a child when eating it, that I couldn't help but giggle. He then put it back and again wondered in the fridge. I wondered what he wanted now, his face had the cakes frosting as if he was a child playing outside in the dirt. I quietly grabbed a decorative napkin off the table, and without really thinking about what I was doing and just being a normal polite person. I put the napkin right in front of him, where he could finally see me.
His eyes went directly from the napkin to my shaking fingertips. I was shaking either from the chills the open fridge gave me. Or his soft eyes that were now trailing up my arm, engraving a map along my shoulder, up my neck. Through my lips where I had started to breathe faster out of nervousness and finally met my eyes. He didn't look scared or shocked at all, it was more of a relieved and curious look, something I did not expect. We just gazed upon each other's eyes, I could feel myself smile a little maybe even showing teeth. I'm not quite sure why but this made feel happy and warm all a sudden. I wanted to stay like this but with no hesitation at all he broke our gaze to stand up straight. He was still looking at me but not like before more like he was watching me. "Hi" was all he said and being me I couldn't even get one word out my mouth. " I'm honestly not sure whether you already know this or not but I'm Sam and I'm guessing your the person who has been sneaking their way into my house and cleaning it? Am I right?" He said that all so quickly, maybe he was nervous. If I would have known this was how we were going to meet then I would of plan out a speech or something to tell him why I'm here! Cause now I look like a crazy stalker or just a freak who cleans random people's houses with their consent! " Do you speak English?" Great now he thinks I'm dumb and don't know English!! I nodded my head and he just gave me a grin. " What's your name? Are you lost or something?" Now he was asking all these questions, like I was a lost child in need of help finding my parents! If anything he was the child who still had cake ALL OVER his face!! " No I'm not lost, or a child either and yes I speak English!! I didn't mean to get so angry but I looked nothing like a child! I was 5' 4" and was wearing a white blouse, that ridiculously focused on my breasts! " I'm sorry, I just.." He paused and looked as if he felt really bad which made me feel really bad. Oh my gosh what if he started crying I'd never forgive myself! "No I'm sorry!! Please don't apologize! I mean I'm the one who broke into your house and you have the total right to ask me all the questions you want!" I practically yelled that and squeezed my eyes shut in embarrassment. He started laughing, like I had just told him a joke. "Okay then, first question what's your name?" He just smiled at me leaning on the counter, funny how we were going to have a serious conversation in just the light that the fridge provided and with his chocolate face. That again made me laugh a little. "Lucy." I said while damping the napkin and whipped his face, finally revealing his whole smile.