Hidden Feelings and Identities

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                    John P.O.V
          We've been walking for about 30 minutes now and the only colors we've seen are the sandy brown of the ground and the grey clouds above us. I'm still scared of this thing the gods call a woman. She's been quiet... to quiet. "What's wrong?" I asked as normally as I could, trying not to send her into a murderous frenzy. I waited patiently for a response. "Nothing... it's just that you've had the same look on your face for the past half hour. The only time I saw a change in your face was when I accidentally hurt you." She responded. I had to answer, there was no avoiding the never ending conversation that was about to begin, but I could change the subject. There will be no talking about my feelings and thoughts. "I don't think I got your name. What do you go by?" Nice save! My response would be a success! "I-I can't remember... but I like the name Luka.. Ya! Call me Luka!" She responded and she sounded happier near the end of her sentence. "What's yours?" She asked. I wish she hadn't, because now I have to say my name... a dead give away. Well, the only name they know me by is Johney and there has to be more than one John in the world, so I responded. "John, just John" good job John, that's totally not obvious. "That's a good name!... so I hope I'm not being rude, but... why do you hide your emotions?" DEAD, DEAD, DEAD, DEAD, DEAD, DEAD! ANSWER IDIOT! "Uhh... don't worry, it wasn't rude. It has to do with my past... I'd rather not talk about it." SAFE! "Oh.. sorry, and sorry I hurt you earlier, I didn't mean to." She sounded sad, as if she was truly sorry for nearly burning my hand off. "It's ok.. I forgive you." I had to say that.. she was sad, if I hadn't she would thought that I didn't forgive her.
Luka P.O.V
He was nice but only in words and his words were bland, without feeling. I wish I knew what terrible thing happened in his past that lead him to be this way. I also wish I could remember who I was; I could have had family or friends, something! I can't remember... the very fact that I can't remember makes me feel alone and depressed, but I have John, he might not be much but he's something. I have to think positively, I don't know why but that's what my heart is telling me to do. His ears twitched and mine perked up. He startled me? Just by an ear twitch? Man, this guy doesn't budge.
We kept walking for what seemed like hours. He doesn't seem to speak if I don't say something first. He's either anti-social or he's hiding something; I sure hope he's not hiding anything, I'd rather him be anti-social. If he is hiding something, it's about where we're going. Does he even know where we're going? Ugh.. "If it's too much to ask, may I ask where we're going?" He was silent for a second then he answered "Nope. Just trying to find a town of some sort." 😑
Great... well at least I don't have to worry about him hurting me, I have that taken care of in two ways: physical contact and he's taking me somewhere public.

I couldn't even describe what happened next...😑

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