Kairi & Erik (My Alien Romance)

Kairi & Erik Chapter 9 Part A

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Chapter 9

Erik. The moment consciousness returned to me in the morning his name, his face, his voice, entered my mind making me smile. Well to be completely honest they had never left all night. It was like they were a constant now like breathing was loving him.

With this feeling of love came doubt though. What if I had just imagined it or exaggerated it in my mind or worse what if he had changed his mind? Then I remembered his words of last night 'look for a sign.' I opened my eyes and they immediately rested on an object lying gently on my pillow nearly touching me. A single blue primrose rested there. I didn't know how he did it as often I didn't with him but I knew that Erik had managed it somehow. I picked it up and smelled its sweet fragrance. It was perfect, simple yet beautiful just as I liked it. I hopped out of bed fingering the flower for a moment before impetuously tucking it behind my ear.

I stretched then made my way over to my laptop resting where I had left it unopened for a week now a little question niggling in my head. I quickly ran a hair brush through my hair being careful not to dislodge my present, my token while I waited for the computer to hum to life. I quickly brought up my favorite search engine Google and typed in the search box meaning of flowers. Of course lots of sites popped up and I clicked quickly on the first one. I quickly scrolled down until I saw what I was looking for.

Primrose: I cannot live without you, young love

My heart leapt as I read those words for I knew that he meant the flower as message. Most guys wouldn't even know that flowers have meanings but I knew Erik would and he would pay attention to them. I sat back in my chair with relief that he still unimaginably cared for me but now that one question had been satisfied I thought of another and quickly did another search. I felt kind of silly doing it but Erik and I hadn't really had a chance to talk a lot about what being an alien meant and I was curious. I typed in aliens and after a moment's hesitation hit enter. The first thing to pop up were several pictures which looked nothing like the extraordinary boy err... alien that I now called mine. As I slowly looked through the sites the information was overwhelming UFOs, abductions, area 59, and crop circles. It got more bizarre as it went on, people blaming aliens for everything from the pyramids to Stonehenge. I eventually shut the computer off having answered no questions only raising more. How wrong we had it I thought. Of all the books and movies out there on aliens, they depict them to be something we can't trust or incompatible or completely repulsive in appearance in most cases but they couldn't have had it more wrong. Erik was different and yet at times he seemed just the same as me. While I had always known there was something different about him from the moment I saw him I knew that to others he seemed to blend in well enough with us humans. I also knew that if anyone found out about him they wouldn't understand. His kind was just studying us and they'd assume some evil ulterior motive. Even as I thought all this I felt a little niggle of doubt in the back of my mind. What if we hadn't gotten it wrong? I immediately shoved it away. Erik would never do anything to hurt anyone.

My door swung inward and I jumped as my stepmom came in. I quickly snapped my laptop down feeling guilty.

"Jumpy this morning are we? You should be after the stunt you pulled yesterday." I didn't reply not sure what to say, how to explain my behavior and she continued. "Who was that nice fellow that called for you anyways?" I could hear the suspicion in her voice and remembering the promise I'd given to Erik I did something I'd never done before. I flat out lied.

"Oh he's just some guy I ran into when I stopped to seek shelter from the rain." Lie. "I don't even remember his name actually." Lie. "I think he's new at school" I ended vaguely hoping she couldn't tell I was lying through my teeth.