The Wondering Person -Discontinued-

Chapter Two: Conversation...

I stumble over and run into my house only to fall over. I stand back up and see that cartoon person standing there looking at my stuff. "Hey! W-What the hell are you doing!?" I yell. They stop and glance at my leg than me. I see their eyes turn fully red.

"How are your eyes doing that? Also, what were you looking at?" I look down and see my leg was covered in blood. "I-I forgot about that," I mutter as I feel down and start to feel a lot of pain. They seemed to have jumped and rushed over with some cloth.

"H-Hey! Back up! Don't you dare try and h-hurt me again!" I shout out as I backed up to the wall. They dropped the cloth and started to stumble back. I grabbed the cloth and I was about to stumble out of my house but I looked back at the person. They seemed to look scared.

I started to feel bad so, like a dummy, I stayed. I carefully patched up my leg. I looked back and forth between myself and the person. Just making sure they didn't move. "Glad that cut didn't go that deep," I mutter to myself. I looked back up at the person.

They seemed to have calmed themself down and started to lean on the wall in a more comfortable position. "Are they asleep?" I muttered out loud. They opened their eyes and stared right at me. Their eyes still had a small tint of red but not pink or grey or even red!

"Sigh. I have so many questions for you. You can also ask me questions too. But, please! Don't run away." I started talking. They nodded and sat in a better position. I started thinking of questions I looked over to my stuff and then back to them.

"First, can you talk?" I asked. They nodded. It took them a few minutes but they cleared their throat. "¡ ¢ªn †ª∫k bµt m¥ vØ¡¢e ¡s  ª  b¡† we¡rd..." ("I can talk but my voice is a bit weird...") They spoke like a fricking alien, but I could understand them a bit. "I can understand you but it's a bit hard..." I stated. They shrugged. "What are you doing here? Why mess up my house?" I asked.

They looked down and mumbled something. "Um, what?" I asked a bit confused. They looked up with red eyes. "¡†'s  ª  ∫Øng s†Øry..." (It's a long story...") They told. It sounded like a sensitive topic, I'll forget about it and wait till they feel better.

"Okay...do you have any questions for me?" They just shrugged and then went into a thinking pose. "I just have so many questions right now. I would like to ask them all but I want you to ask some questions too, but it seems you don't have any..." I pointed out.

They nodded. "¥Øµ ¢ªn ªsk †hem bµ† ªsk †hem Øne b¥ Øne," ("You can ask them but ask them one by one,") They stated. I nodded. "Well, what's your name?" I ask.

They stay quiet for a second. "M¥ nªme ¡s Mªr†¥n, Mªr†¥n Gre¥..." ("My name is Martyn, Martyn Grey...")They replied. "Ooo you have an awesome name!" I spoke. "†hªnk ¥Øµ!" ("Thank you!") They replied. "Now that I think of it, you don't know my name, do you?" I ask.

They shake their head no. "Well, my name is Layla Anderson!" I say. "¥Øµ hªve ª ∫Øve∫y nªme!" ("You have a lovely name!") Martyn spoke. "Thank you!" I said smiling. I looked back at my leg and it felt better so I stood up. "Do you want to go on a walk or something...?" I asked. Martyn stood up and nodded. We both started to walk around the beach.

We talked a bit about some other topics and stuff but I still didn't ask him why his there. Why not? I mean they seemed to feel better and I know now that they are here I do, maybe it's because of them I mean they are nice...oh shut up Layla you can't be talking about them that way. It's weird!

The sun started to set and the dark was starting to come along. "It's starting to get dark. I should head back. Do you have a place to stay?" I asked. Martyn shook their head no. "You could stay with me, I can make a spare bed," I asked. "Sµre, ¡ dØn'† m¡nd," ("Sure, I don't mind,") Martyn replied. "Their voice sounded more...normal?" I mumbled to myself.

"Whª†?" ("What?") Martyn said, sounding confused. I shook my head. "Sorry I just thought of something, but it was nothing! Back to the house!" I declared. "Um, Økª¥!" ("Um, okay!") Martyn said. We both turned around and started to walk back. I stopped and looked at the ground to see a necklace. "Ooo! This one is pretty!" I said picking it up and putting it on.

"How does it look?" I asked Martyn. "¡† lØØks wØnderfµ∫!" ("It looks wonderful!") Martyn said blushing a tiny bit. "Thank you!" I said. Martyn nodded then looked at the ground. I looked forward and saw the house. "Here we are," I told. The sun was almost gone so I rushed over and turned on the lights. "Sorry it might be a bit dark," I said. "¡ †h¡nk ¡† lØØks greª†!" ("I think it looks great!") Martyn stated. "Well, thank you!" I said.

A few minutes passed and I and Martyn finally started to go to bed. "Good night Martyn!" I said. Martyn hummed in reply. I turned over and hugged a pillow. It was weird to meet Martyn in a day and then let them sleep in your house. But I guess it's happing right now, so I don't care. After a few more minutes, I slowly started to fall asleep. 

End of chapter 2!

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I know it's so classic for the main character

to let random people into their home and stuff :')