Unusually small

Chapter 5: I wouldn't say we're friends...

I blinked in confusion, he just...fell over. Is he just as surprised as I am? Is he scared? I doubt it, I'm the small insignificant being here. That could easily be crushed...by...him...

I flinched as I saw his spiked hair slowly rise from below the counter. I back-peddled away from his rising form, only to run into a can from inside one of the plastic bags.

He only stopped when his eyes were able to see what was on top of the counter. The rest of his face was hidden below. His sky-blue eyes searched the counter, my breaths becoming shaky as he spotted me again. I could see his pupils searching my small figure, maybe he was checking to see if I was real.

I could sense tears were threatening to show from my eyes. I blinked rapidly to keep them from falling. Breathing slowly, I watched as he slowly reached out with his right hand. Gently brushing my left arm with his pointer finger, he widened his eyes even more. I guess he discovered that I was real, he slowly stood up. Carefully making sure not to scare me with quick movements, and he didn't. I was scared of his size.

He kept his eyes on me as he did so, I stared right back at him. Neither of us spoke, the tension in the situation was fragile. The silence left the faint ringing in my ears become a little more noticeable. Normally that would drive someone crazy, but I wasn't thinking about the sound. I was thinking about what the giant was going to do next.

Was he going to kill me? Make me his slave? Spare me? Capture me? Do something-sick? What will he do if I try to get away?

Instead of doing any of those things, he just spoke. Asked a question, and not a question I would've expected.

"You like bananas?"

This isn't the end I just wanted to know what you thought of that sentence, or what you thought he was going to say. Totally optional just lemme know :3.

I stayed where I was, confused. But still scared. That sentence made no sense, but I was still untrusting this guy.

He glanced outside, "...Where did you come from?"

I didn't want anything to do with this guy. I didn't say anything, plus. If I wanted to speak I couldn't. My voice was caught in my throat, I was too scared.

"...Are y-you ok?" He asked, tilting his head. He slowly took a step forward, expecting me to answer.

I heard myself speak, "...N...N-no..." I said involuntarily.

He reeled back, almost looking satisfied with getting me to answer, but that satisfaction quickly turned into concern.

"What's wrong?" He asked, reaching out to me. He nearly touched my shoulder, but I shied away. Causing him to freeze.

"Are you scared of me?" He asked, his expression becoming softer, but he also looked hurt.

Of course I was scared of him! Does he think I'm just pretending to terrified out of my mind?!

"You don't have to be afraid..." he said, reaching to touch my shoulder again. I shied away but he still touched me, his giant digits up against my body. It. Freaked. Me. Out.

"I mean, I am a nice guy I guess..." He trailed off, looking to the left.

I looked at his hand, it was huge. And it was touching me. A hand, bigger than a car. Was contacting me, was touching me. A hand that could crush me, was gently c-caressing me?

He was petting me, why was he petting me? What was he planning? Was he planning to gain my trust? And then do the exact opposite of being humane?

It was actually kind of content.

His words jerked me out of my worried thoughts.

"I won't hurt you see? I'm a friend." He said, kneeling down to put his head on the counter. Literally 9 meters away, I could try to run. And he would be able to stop me, no problem.

He smiled warmly, showing that he wasn't interested nor intending to harm me.

I finally found my voice, I took a shaky, but deep breath. I was going to purposely speak to this giant being, I was taking this a risky step further.

I breathed in, opening my mouth to speak, "...H...h-how..."

His attention fully shifted towards me, fixing his gaze on me. I suddenly felt overwhelmed.

I cleared my throat, feeling my heart thump at my ribcage. I swallowed, hoping that would get rid of my fear.

It didn't.

"H-how are you, s-so bi...?" I trailed off. Still scared to say complete sentences.

He frowned, trying to understand the question, "Um...Honestly I was born like this..."

His words shook me like a maraca in a Mexican party. (Mind the stereotypes I'm sorry if I'm incorrect.)

He must have noticed my uncertainty, "I mean, humans are normally this size Hon'...I think your just really small."

Wait.

HE was human?!

"But I'm human..." I absentmindedly said.

"You don't look human...in the size category." He said, shrugging.

"Then...where... am I?"

"...You're in my house."

Place to end is bad but it's ok...band has been draining my energy. I nearly died a couple times. But it's ok, I will live for you guys...at least I know I'm useful.

I'm gonna go now...and write another couple of chapters. Let's...a...go...!