The Light That Rid My Darkness

five

"A damn shame!" Mah ridiculed me as he looked all over my kitchen as if it were his own house. "There's no food in here. I'm dying of starvation and it's because of you, Zilah."

"First off Mah, there is food in there, I just don't think it's your...type. I can tell from your reaction to it." I said as I sat cross legged on my couch and read a manga.

"Because who eats," he studied a package of cauliflower wings from the freezer, "cooliflooer wings? What shitty planet are these even from?" He looked at me to see my reaction from his so called joke. My face remained still. "Oh come on, Zilah. Can't take a joke?" He laughed. "It's only me and you here, we have to make fun some sort of way until the snow stops at least. Tic tac toe?"

"For what reason does that make you believe I should laugh at your stupid corny jokes."

God, I thought to myself, why'd I invite this idiot inside? Aren't gang members supposed to be the big, brave, and bad instead of frisky and immature like this...idiot. But this, idiot, made my apartment a more better place than it had ever before been. It was a small apartment with a kitchen, let out couch, and a tiny bathroom straight down the hall. It was horse shit but the best thing I could afford. And right now, it felt like the most luxurious mansion, just because he was in it.

So did I really enjoy having him here, after all? A smile tried its best to spread across my face at this thought, but I demolished it quickly.

My eyes moved towards Mah in the kitchen, who was secretly putting something into his mouth and drinking a bottle of water after he did so.

"Well, let's conversate." Mah made his way to the couch I was sitting on and plopped right down beside me. As if he didn't just do anything. "Oh shit. Is that even a word, conversate?" He laughed and repeated it again. "Conversate." Sounding like a toddler.

I continued to read my manga instead of putting my attention towards him. As he noticed my divided attention towards him he let out a groan. "I'll count to three." I looked at him from the corner of my eye through my dark curls that hung loosely. "One...Two..."

"If there's anything you have to say, say it. Reading a book doesn't mean I can't listen to you."

"That's the problem, I want all of your attention. I don't want to share you with a...picture book?" I then looked up at him.

"Share me? We hardly know anything about or of one another. The only reason you're speaking to me right now is because of my generosity of letting your cold ass into my home so that you wouldn't freeze to death."

I looked up at him and he made the face of a frown. A false frown. As if it'd make me feel bad. Which it kind of did as I studied his beautiful face.

"Well, there's only one way to solve that problem."

"No, it's really not. Wait..." He looked up at me in his slanted position on the couch with his arms crossed with hope in his eyes. "There is a way. Just hush, leave me alone, and wait until the snow is over." My eyes flew back down to my manga.

As my eyes were moving through half of the page the book seemed to start moving. It was Mah disturbing my reading.

"What are you—"

"Nah, don't kill me yet...let's talk. Get to know each other. You could of just let me freeze out there, but you let me in. So, I'm convinced, that you're in love with me." He spoke so confidently while he simultaneously tried to read around my book. Studying the outside of it and turning it every which way to try to get somewhere. Which he was successfully failing at.