Oliver looked on amazed as his witch dipped a little backwards, his hand still had a light grip on her upper arm. To an onlooker it would seem like they were in the midst of a slow dance. Oliver kept on watching as her lips uplifted themselves into...
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The incessant knocking on the door went on and far away from it, from the door, Elli continued ignoring the ruckus as she stood rooted in the balcony.
"If it were possible would you have kicked his behind for mommy?"
Elli whispered before gazing up at the night sky, there were way too many stars up there, she had her own star as well here with her and was quickly growing a habit of talking to it nearly all the time when alone. The habit was calming, and with each passing day she felt it weaving strongly the bond with her baby.
It was not hard to guess who was at the door of her designated room in Emma's home. From her days passed as Oliver's neighbor, she was aware of how much stubborn he could get at times, but right now even she was surprised at to which extent his bullheadedness had reached. It was to the point that she felt like ready to burst out of skin.
For some reason, Oliver had been hounding after her whenever and to wherever she went in and out of Emma's home, from the lounge to the dining hall, from behind the kitchen counters to the dirt roads that lead out towards a marvelous garden of roses. Oliver was everywhere and he was being everything that was annoying the crap out of her. She could only fathom that he was determined to fill the gap of the days she was absent from around him by picking up fights in his new twisted and very much fake charming ways. That is if his actions could be counted as charming at all.
Couldn't he see how much she resented his company?
Because that made her feel again some dreaded emotions with further extended horizons this time, emotions that had been already there and emotions that were getting worse now. She was going out of her mind wondering how he can affect her like this, to this extreme, that too in the matter of a simple - single day!
The knocking at the door stopped suddenly. Releasing a long breath of relief, Elli let her taut form slouch with her palms resting on the railing.
"Seems like the idiot has finally backed off," she said to the uncommunicative baby again and for the hundredth time wished that it could talk, or even make a sound. After all, there was only this one person she was being able to discuss with about anything and everything. Her wish would surely be fulfilled but there was a long waiting period ahead for that.
Anyway, it turned out that she came to a conclusion regarding Oliver too soon, way too soon. Because the next thing that happened just proved that he was the kind of annoying pest which would not leave it's designated target alone until that target was mummified properly.
At the far corner of the balcony where the railing ended, a head popped up from there with utmost stealth.
