The P. P. A. Project

Chapter Six - Doctor's Orders

Chapter Six - Doctor's Orders

The sky was really clear tonight. I couldn't help but stare up as I was escorted back to my room by Ethan after our little conversation in the hideout near my home. The other guys were against the idea of risking me going back in for my next appointment just to save "the doctor". Even though I had just met them, I also really didn't care.

As I had said before, I was use to things going the way I wanted them to. In a normal situation that would be a little rude. In a normal situation that would be very princess like of me to demand. However this was not a normal situation and I think some of the blame for me having finally become attached to one person throughout the history of my human interactions had to be placed on their heads. This is especially due to the fact that they had known about me for so long and this was my first interaction with the situation at hand.

Even though it was dark and I really wasn't watching where I was going, I still managed to navigate my way around better than he was while staring straight forward. We were silent most of the way. I didn't realize how far he actually carried me before we had made it back to the area just behind my house. I must have blacked out and not even realized it.

As we neared the area where he could no longer go on in the off chance someone was watching, I turned back and we stopped under a large oak. He was fiddling, moving his mask and helmet under his arm and waiting for me to say something. While he stood by me in there I could also tell that the situation was putting him on edge as well. He was, after all, the man who continued to catch me when I fell.

"Who would have thought I would be spending such late nights with my teacher after school hours?"

I joked but he didn't laugh. He smiled, that same smile, his eyes so blue even in the darkness of the night forest.

"Are you sure you are ok? That is a lot of information for anybody, doesn't matter who you are or what you are accustomed to."

He neared me a few steps and I smiled, "I don't see why I wouldn't be ok."

"I am just having a hard time believing you are really ok with this."

For some reason I couldn't stop looking at the sky tonight. The stars were so bright I felt like they were little Christmas lights lighting up the night above us. The moon was out of sight, probably covered by trees from where we stood. But the stars themselves were creating shapes from one end of the night to the other.

After having become entranced again, I looked down to see that Ethan was drawing near now. He had placed his head gear on a nearby rock and placed both of his hands on my upper arms. For the first time in probably 20 years I was nervous.

He was looking directly into my eyes. It had been the most serious moment I'd spent with him. Much like I had been with Marx earlier in the day, he was inches away from my face. Finally he placed his forehead onto mine, his left hand cradling my head on my neck. My heart was pounding hard.

"It is so hard for me to tell you exactly why I feel this way but I am worried. Even though you don't know me I have cared about you for years. Please just be careful."