She's My Alien Bride [ChaerLia]

CH. 6: Trouble

After Chaeryeong went to the kitchen to "learn how to cook," I stayed in the living room to check on the damages. Damages meaning I had to reevaluate my mental state because the alien was driving me crazy. First she came to this planet saying I was her bride. Then she attached herself to me and even followed me home. Now she was invading my thoughts. Damn you alien girl and your hotness!

Wait. Did I just refer to her as hot? No! No! No! Jisu get a hold of yourself. She's a woman and you have a boyfriend who loves you. Don't let the alien screw your mind. That's it! That was probably Chaeryeong's way of manipulation or their modus operandi for invasion. First comes the contact, aka she landed here on earth and chose a victim- me. Then she was doing the mind control by forcing me to be lesbian. Pretty soon I'd be her pawn and she'd have a successful mission.

Dang Jisu. Now you sound like a complete freak. See? Chaeryeong's plan was working already. Before I could even think more weird thoughts, the doorbell rang for the second time today. "Chaeryeong!" I called out, rolling my eyes. "Did you make another online delivery?"

"No," she said from the kitchen.

"Well who is it?" I muttered under my breath. Pushing off from the couch, I made my way to the door, opening it widely.

"Hey Jisu!" A little girl hugged me at my waist.

"It's so good to see you. Come in." Pushing the door shut, I steered my small companion to the living room. Chaeryeong was already there, wearing a hot pink apron that immediately made me recall her undergarments earlier. My face matched the color of her attire. "Do we even have an apron?" I asked, attempting to hide my blush with a quest ion.

"No," Chaeryeong answered. "I also bought this online." She turned to the little girl beside me. "Who is she?"

"I'm Yuna. I'm 7 years old and Jisu is my auntie."

"Oh." Chaeryeong turned to me with a questioning stare. "She looks a like the small version of mother, except for the hair because mother's hair is gray and hers are black. Why didn't I see her back at the inn?"

"My adoptive sister lives here in the city," I sighed. "Her name is Rose and she's very busy with her career. Yuna here is her daughter. Sometimes Rose drives Yuna over. At other times, the babysitter does that."

"There is a person in this planet that sits on a baby?" Chaeryeong gasped, placing her hand over her mouth in surprise. "That is very cruel."

"You're funny," Yuna laughed, walking to Chaeryeong "And weird. But you're also very beautiful. Like the girls on the magazines and TV. Are you a star? Do you know who Glace and Dulce are?" The girl bombarded her with questions after questions.

"Yuna" I scolded, yet I couldn't get mad at my cute niece. "It's rude to ask too many questions at once."

"Sorry," she apologized to Chaeryeong.

"You have done nothing wrong little one," Chaeryeong said with a surprisingly endearing smile that made my mouth open. Chill Jisu. Dang! "Questions are one of the many signs of intelligence," she continued. "And no I am not a star. Stars are incandescent matters in the space made from helium and hydrogen. No little one, I am not made of those things. Rather, I'm what you refer to as an alien."

Yuna's eyes shined in wonder, while all I wanted to do was to either smack something or someone in the face, or simply vanish from where I was standing. Sadly, both didn't happen.

"Is that true?" Yuna asked loudly, looking from me to Chaeryeong. "Are you really an alien?"

"No," I said, just as Chaeryeong said, "Yes."

Yuna placed her hands against her waist. "Well who is telling the truth?"

What do I tell the kid? Well Lies. Duh! Before I could speak, the alien beat me to it. "My specie always tells the truth," she said. "Forgive Jisu for lying. I read that in a book once. It is what they speak of as the term in denial."