I MARRIED A CUPID

6: MUNDANE THOUGHTS

CHAPTER 6

 

CAELON

“Faster,”

“Alright, alright!” She hastily slipped her toes on the shoes I bought for her and angrily push her hair to the sides, glaring at me. My lips quirked up but I bit them, so as to appear annoyed. I looked up to see Emyr smirking at me, mouthing the words ‘I told you so'.

 Gust, Emyr’s spoiled cat slinked its way towards Aila, who quickly ran to me. The incident of the fright a moment ago still burns in the back of my mind and I shake my head.

“I’m ready!”

Aila drew closer to me and we stand  side by side. I nodded once at Emyr and he gave me a knowing smile, pointing at Aila. Summoning the winds, I stepped towards it and pulled at her hand.

The wind caressed my cheeks , sweetly as we both arrived back in Paris. Aila was so fascinated she couldn’t help but laugh out loud as she tuck a hair beneath her ear and grinned. I let go of her hand and scratched the back of my neck. She gave me a foolish grin, making me glare at her.

 “Don’t act so coy, Cupid.” I muttered “Here.”

She looks at me as I took the phone out of my cloak. “Oh, a black pad!”

“How many times should I tell you, this is a phone, Aila. A phone!”

“I know. I just like to call it that for it sticks in my head better.” She watched me as I switch the phone on and enter some numbers.

 “You see, when you click the number one,” I leaned down and show her the screen and how it works, “My phone will ring and I will go to you, alright?” I showed her my phone and she cringed at the sound, her eyes still alight of curiousity.

“Why should you go to me when we are together? Is this how you communicate here on earth, through this black pad?”

I rolled my eyes and repeated, “ It’s a phone,” I sighed, taking a while to look at her confused face, “ I give you this because I will leave you on your own.”

“But, why?” I put some GPS tracker on her phone and closed it, taking her hand and putting the phone on them.

“Because I have to live my life.” Lie. I am testing you, cupid, and I have to convince Emyr that I am making the right decision. I bit my lip, suddenly guilty of lying to her. “Just because we met doesn’t mean that we have to be together. You have your mission and so continue with it. Don’t bother with me.”

Her face flushes as she looks at me. I bit back my tongue and sighed–I didn’t mean to be so harsh but it is the only way. “Use the phone and call me when you need me. Don’t call me with no purpose, do you understand?”

“Yes,” She bows her head and tightly clutched the phone with her hands, “Here,” I took some money from my coat and put it on her hand, “Take this and save it. Buy food when you’re hungry and find someone to take you in. I believe that this money will get you through the week,” She sighs, pocketing the money in the jacket I lend her.

We remain standing there for a while, her head bowed, while I look around, noticing the rest of the city waking up. I was about to walk away when she pulled at my coat, “ Why do I have to find someone if you are here? Why don’t you just take me in?

I let out a breath as I pries her hands from my coat. “No.”

*

The vinyl recording played a melancholy song, a wine glass stood on the table, half full as the fire merrily crackled on the fireplace. I paced next to it, a bit twitchy and anxious. I am waiting for her to call, to ask for me and beg for me to take her back.