I'm Ruth.
I've never said that to anyone before.
Well, I've never said anything to anyone before.
You guessed it
I'm mute
Nobody's ever been able to read me
Nobody... until him...
Later that night, I feel different. Different in the bad way. Especially around Ruth, we still haven't talked since she left and I'm starting to feel really bad. Around Ruth, I act as if she's a complete stranger. I mean, I've known her for about a month now.
Later, she walks out of her room and I practically create a doorway for dust and flies as I gape at her.
She looks stunning, was she wearing this all day?
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(Ruth in the outfit 👆 👆 )
She had a new sort of glow, what did Riley do to her?
I realise my mouth's still hanging open and quickly shut it before she notices.
I turn back to what I was doing or I know that if I look for longer I'd end up drooling.
She walks over to the seating area where I am with a flapjack and crosses her legs, I stare as her long, smooth legs point out then fold back in again.
God, what is she doing to me?
I'm not falling like this... fùck accepting my feelings and all that crap. She doesn't even speak to me let alone pay attention to me but somehow I like her?
How is that fair?
I'm a man! I don't just like anyone! Especially not her, she doesn't realise how I'm starting to feel and it's killing me inside because she's being so ignorant.
All this anger builds up inside of me and I don't even realise her getting up to go as if her work here is done or something.
I stand up and speed walk after her.
"HEY!" I call out for her before she goes into her room, she stops in her tracks not turning towards me
"You know, don't you?! You know everything and God Ruth... give me a fùcking sign! I can't tell if you're doing this on purpose. You gotta stop Ruth, you gotta stop making me do these kind of things! I mean, how selfish and ignorant can you GET!" I stop as soon as I see her eyes flicker up to me for a millisecond.
Her eyes are clouded with something I've never seen in her before.
And before I knew it she's out the front door, handbag in hand.
Why does she keep RUNNING away from me?!
Maybe this is a good thing, maybe she won't ever come back.
I can't believe I just said that.
After a few minutes I decide to go after her, in the car park her car is still there.
She must've gone for a walk, she couldn't be too far then.
