Fire Meets Gasoline : After Ashes

Chapter Three : False Rebirth

It was a strange night, I was able to know a lot more about Cian; he was a CEO of a communications company just in the downtown part of LA, he had three apartments and also had four planes because why not. Even though he mostly talked about his riches because of Paula, I could tell something else from him, he was far from those greedy Megamind's from movies, he had money yes, but it wasn't what build his personality and character, there was something else in him that screamed 'human', something that anyone could notice, from the way he picked up his plates to the way he thanked the waiter.

I couldn't remember much of the rest of the night, all I knew is that I woke up in my bed, with three piles of clothes to my left and a bottle of water to my right. I got up and immediately felt a headache throwing punches at my skull, so I threw myself back to bed only for a few more minutes. As I walked out of my bedroom, I could see the sun piercing through the curtains, the kitchen all cleaned and the small living room all organized. I stumbled upon all the furniture until I reached the couch in which my phone was. As I was about to check if I ever got the job, a sound came from the bathroom.

The doorknob slowly moved from side to side, a crank alarmed myself to jump from the couch and immediately grab something, the door opened and steam came from the floor up to the ceiling, a heavy breathing could be hard from the distance of the door at the end of the hallway to the front of the house, as a shadow grew shorter in the wall, I squinted my eyes to the figure, and when the shadowy monster came running from the bathroom, I screamed my lungs out, only to be Cian.

"Fucking hell!" I shouted once again as I dropped the lamp I grabbed.

"Calm down!" He sounded breathless "It's just me, Cian"

For a second I kept looking at him with clear and pristine anger.

"Well now I know it's you! I just-" I then started laughing out of nowhere "I thought there was criminal in my house"

"And that's funny how?" His smile grew larger.

"It isn't, it really isn't!"

We laughed for a good minute, it was like I was reliving all the things that happened two years ago. It was the mixture of happiness and fear that blended so well, and for so long I hid that away, saying to myself the feeling wasn't as good as my head was telling me. But in that moment, the roller coaster ride of emotions felt so refreshing.

"Look, you got a bit drunk, I forgot to tell you the drink you ordered had alcohol, that's my bad". Cian looked a bit down.

As my eyes followed his head, I noticed he was only wearing my blue towel that I kept in the bathroom.

"Look-" I unconsciously stared at him "-It's okay, really man".

"I got you home, and since you passed out, I slept on the sofa and woke up early to clean..." Cian kept his head a bit down and shyly spoke "I hope that's alright with you".

I nodded and gave a smile, as I was going to the kitchen, I looked back to him.

"You want some new clothes?"

"What?" He asked and then looked at himself "You know what, I'll just get the same clothes as yesterday!"

"Left side of my closet, second shelf..." I said and walked to my fridge.

As I ate the cereal with the only bowl I had, I heard Cian struggling to talk while putting a shirt, and then my mind took a course of its own and started showing me flashes of his body, I tried taking my mind off of it, but it was like a glue that wouldn't stick out of a paper. The only thing that came to my senses was that I was not into having sex with every male I encountered, so I immediately stopped from thinking of Cian's body, or at least I tried.