FLOWER

CHAPTER 10.7

  I nod to my sister towards the exit. She nods. We gather ourselves and walk towards the door. And the boys are heading our way. They catch up with us and surround us. They figured it out, we're already done for. What chance do we have against them? The blood is draining from my face.

- What are you running away so fast. We were going to...- My legs are almost bending under me. - Róża all right?

- Yes. -I stutter. Pull yourself together. I'll sing everything to them myself in a moment.

- You're so pale.

- She felt a little bad and we are going to the hovel.

- No way on bikes! I will drive you away.

- What about bicycles?

-I have the right car. - What bad luck we have in life. This is incomprehensible.

- We'll really be fine.

- Are you telling me you'd let your sister ride her bike all this way in this condition? - He glares at the Nasturtiums, but suddenly softens. - You are sick, you are both terribly pale today.

Lost anyway. We say goodbye to Alexander and go with Lin to the hovel. In the car, if it weren't for the music, it would have been quite awkward. The wizard looks at us carefully from time to time. The little sister can't sit still. Finally, she cracks.

- Lian, I have a personal question...

- Not, Nasa.

- Is Sofía stalking you?

- No, where did you get that idea?

- And if not her, then who?

- The MacKinnon Sisters

- Mairi, I mean.

- Not both. They are still following us. Why do you ask?

- Someone misled us.

- They hide it. They behave quite decently in the city. But they like to use their arrivals at the organic farm in the settlement for unannounced visits. They are regular customers, but it is only a matter of a few days before they will be banned from entering. Like going to the gym.

- What connects you in the settlement?

- The same approach to life, ideals...

- You are a cult.

- Religion does not unite us. We have a leader but not a prophet or another reincarnation of a deity.

- What is this leader doing.

- He helps residents organize everything. He solves problems less often if they arise.

- And you recognize the courts and the police.

- Usually we don't need their services, but there are times when we turn to them for help. - He looks into Nasturtia's eyes in the rearview mirror. - Come on in, you'll see for yourself what it's like. - It gives me chills.

- Thank you.

Then he falls silent. And when the sorcerer parks the car near our beautiful fence. She takes one second to open the door and get out. She is getting faster and faster. I envy her being outside already.

- Thank you Lian.- I want to join my sister. But the door handle doesn't work. The door won't open. I try again. What is it? I turn towards Lian.

- I love this door. - He looks playfully at my hands hanging on the doorknob. - They always let me seem like a gentleman. And the passenger will get as much as I want on the spot. - My heart is racing. - You're afraid of me. - I keep my hand on the doorknob. As if she was going to save me by suddenly opening the door. His smile widens even more. His gaze pierces me through and through. I already want to deny it. - Don't try to cheat me, you can't do it. - He says it fondly. Like a caress sliding across my skin. I admit everything without hesitation. Just let me out. I won't say it out loud. Forget it. Like father so and son read my mind.

He gets off. He closes the door, walks around the car and opens it from my side. He offers me his hand, which I use hesitantly. I feel a pleasant warmth spreading throughout my body from his touch. I get up. I look into his eyes, which turn dark chocolate under the influence of sunlight. He gently leaned over me. And His lips touch my ear. Hot breath caresses my skin. Whispering to me.

- Contrary to appearances, I don't bite unless you ask me nicely.

- Someone's going to help me?! - Just in time, as usual.

We turn towards her. Nasturcja is already on the trailer, grappling with her bicycle. He slowly moves away from me and I already miss his closeness. He brings the bikes down to the ground.

- See you later, Róża.

- Goodbye Lian. - Nasturcja waves to him with love in her voice. And I'm just standing there.

No, no, no. There are so many guys on Earth and I had to like this one. Maybe it will go away on its own in a while. A mysterious boor who can, however, behave sometimes. What do I see in him? Okay, it's pretty. But he took coffee from my cart, and that's unforgivable. Not to mention the rest of the offenses.

- There's something wrong with me.

- Everything will be fine. Don't worry.

- I can hear two hearts beating in the house.

- You scare me. Do you want blood or something?

- No, people simply cannot hear another person's heartbeat. Every time you move the cup. Leaking water from the bathroom tap.

The sister runs away to the hovel. He doesn't even look at me. Lovely, even Nasturcja is afraid of me. My legs are giving way under me. The image in front of my eyes is blurred by tears. I kneel on the ground, the pebbles sticking unpleasantly into my skin. My sister suddenly comes back and crouches down next to me.

- What's wrong with you? When it comes to blood. Then think faster. TYour meal disappears around the bend. We'll make it through together. - I involuntarily smile at her words.

- Really.

- Of course, everything for you.

- What were you there for?

- I must have seen the faucet dripping in the bathroom. And you weren't wrong. Why are you kneeling?

-I was scared that you ran away from me.

- Hey, I'm here. - And he hugs me. - Silly.

Mom put the bowl down on the table with a clatter. Her heart beats steadily. The lungs are filled with air. She takes two steps to the side.

- Do it again.- She pulls away.

- That is?

- You twitched your ear. - Dad opens the oven and takes out a heat-resistant glass dish. Quickly setting them down on a wooden stand. - You move them. - Unconsciously.

- Dinner is ready.

- Come on.

We get up and I have to brush off the pebbles. Knowing that for the first time I wouldn't be honest with my parents. As I cross the threshold of the hovel, a huge boulder begins to weigh on my heart. Dad from the kitchen smiles warmly when he sees us and my sister. I try not to let on how much this day has affected me. And it's quite possible that this is just the beginning.