I can't choose with these few dress hanging in my closet. No Im not gonna wear those. Not yet. I haven't touched most of them, there were still price tags, proof they're still untouched.
"Leonor? Dear?"
Mom is now knocking. She's ready to go to that strangers, I guess?
"Uhm, a few minutes mom, Im sorry"
"It's okay, take your time"
I dont want to take any longer so I grabbed a navy blue v-neck shirt and a pair of one of my most descent faded jeans. I laced my blue Chucktaylor and ponytailed my hair.
"Bring this for me please."
Mom handed me the pie, smells like apple. When did mom did this? I can't remember.
"Sure"
I wear a smile though theres uncomfortable feeling swelling up in my stomach.
Mom was wearing her lovely gray dress. Her elegance and simplicity is just perfectly matching her dress. She pulled her hair into a bun, where her face lit up like sunrise. Wrinkles are already visible on mom's face, telling how tiresome her life in raising me alone, the fact I prefer to believe.
I can say mom used to be gorgeous during her younger days. It is still obvious.
I followed her out proceding to the house of the new family we're about to spend our dinner with. She knocked twice and a tall musculine guy, at his fourty maybe, opened the door.
He smiled at us like he's really pleased and surprised at the same time.
"Oh so nice to have you. Come in please, Come in. Uhm make yourself comfortable.."
The guy who seemed to be the father living in the house giggled? Excitement was in his tone.
"Thank you," mom uttered, she turned to me and back to that guy,
"oh. By the way this is my daughter, Leonor."
I smiled genuinely, the least thing I can gesture.
"Nice to meet you young lady, Im Thomas." Thomas offered me his hand.
I reached for it, and he squeezed it mildly, really pleased to meet me. Next to mom he's the most sincere person who appreciated my presence.
"Likewise, Sir, Im Leonor" I replied.
"Oh dont call me sir, only Thomas, uhm would you like some drinks while waiting for the dinner to be ready?"
Mom was about to say a word when, we heard a voice of a guy. A younger one.
"Dinner's ready!" his son probably.
"Oh there it is! Its ready! So let's go inside the dining area? Just please ignore the unsort stuff over there, haha you know only guys are in the house."
"No, it's all fine, so where's your wife then?" Mom asked.
"Uh, Oh she's gone." Thomas turned to us and smiled eventhough he's pained and avoiding the question. It is obvious with his reaction. It must be painful for the family to lose their mom, as well as wife to Thomas. I wonder what was the reason of her death?
"Oh Im very sorry," Mom sounding so regretful asking and she suddenly change the mood by handing the pie we brought.
"Apple pie, least we can bring, hope you like it. Leonor please?" mom gestured to me to hand the pie to Thomas, so did I.
As we reached the dining area following Mom, finally Thomas introduced us to his son.
He reached for mom's hand first and turned to me.
"Sean"
Sean.
Just Sean.
He plainly said. I am surprised by his intent stare but immediately cut it off by offering his hand, so it took me a while to muster a word.
My name! I am supposed to say my name!
"uhm.. Leonor."
"Nice to meet you." he nod a bit. Is it really nice to meet me? His brown eyes says no! I knew it.
"Nice to meet you too." I tried to smile atleast to hide my irritation about everything. And he let go of my hand. I keep mine on my jean's pocket.
I can feel the awkward aura surrounding us, while having this dinner.. I knew it wasn't going to be fine, but Im taken aback by how worse it could turned out. Only Thomas and Sean in the house, and Mom and I as their visitors.
"So why is it your father is not with you here tonight, Leonor?" Thomas carefully asked. I parted my lips, ready to answer, when mom speak,
"He's out for work." She stated without looking at me, so I continued eating.
With no apparent reason, my eyes are curious to look to Sean's side. I stare at his strawberry blonde hair that fits his toned musculine face, his deep setted eyes are just perfect with his pointed nose and beautiful lips. His adams apple made me smiled a little, for every swallow he made, it moves like it has its own life. He's wearing dark green longsleeves and pair of black pants. He seemed mysterious and manly with his clothes. He's probably my age.
Unconsciously, I caught myself staring at him. When our eyes met, I immediately look away. I felt my cheeks blushed with embarrassment, so I never did the staring again throughout the whole dinner.
Mom and Thomas did a small talk, so as mom with Sean. Thomas asked me gradually and I replied not too precised, avoiding myself to put to shame.
We, or could I say, I, barely speak with them the whole dinner. But we end up all fulled by the delicious food, Thomas and Sean prepared, I guess.
We said our thank you to the both of them, and bid goodnight. Thomas insisted Sean to lead us out and accompany us until we got to the door even we're just on the next block.
"We are fine here, Sean. Thank You."
"It's okay, dad told me to wait for you got inside."
I smiled hearing those words, such a sweet gesture of his dad.
My smile suddenly disappeared when I notice a pair of dark eyes we're looking at me.
"Goodnight then, young man." mom smiled at him and walked towards our door.
I dont know if I'll say the same words mom has said, so I just returned the stare,
"Goodnight, Leonor." he muttered bringing me back to my senses, he turned his back at me and returned to their home.
I want to say 'goodnight' too but the depth of his stare made me mute for a moment. There's something in his eyes that tells a soul.
So distant.
But one thing I am certain of what I saw in his eyes, which is familiar. I have recognized it before.
Pain.
He's in pain. In his built I know it's not a physical pain, but a deep wound from within..
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I knoww... Me too wants Leonor and Sean to have a longer conversation, but they've just met.. Soo stay put and relax xD
-pinkyvt
