Monster: Sequel To "Relax..."

14: Dinner

His lips are soft and remind me of cold nights by the fireplace in the dead of winter. And as crazy as it seems, his kiss holds a kind of familiarity, like returning home after a long trip. This little sliver of familiarity has me chasing his lips, meeting the kiss more than I should.

Finally common sense hits me with a pile of cinder blocks, telling me I don't know this attractive man and that he is dangerous. Oh and the bit where he's crazy. I push him off of me, shoving him to the ground. He groans, slowly standing. " Okay, you let me kiss you longer than I expected, and you kissed me back. You're remembering me aren't you?" He asks, and I see something I didn't notice before in his eyes:

Hope.

I stare at him in confusion. " Kai, I don't understand," I say softly. Seeing the hope leave his eyes makes an unfamiliar feeling bubble for him deep inside me. Like I just threw his puppy into a fireplace. " It's okay, there's some clothes in the closet, some makeup if you want to use it on the dresser, I'll come get you for dinner," he says, sounding empty and emotionless.

He turns and walks out my door, closing it behind him.

I slowly walk after him, trying the knob. Locked. He's not stupid. I find my fingers pressing against my lips in somewhat wonder. It felt, different, unlike any other kiss I've ever had. I walk over to what I think is the closet, pulling the door open. My jaw drops slightly. The huge walk in closet has clothes hanging on hundreds of hangers, shoes lining the walls and floors.

I step inside the closet, grabbing a random T-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. I see a Northface, grabbing that too as a chill has kinda settled in the room. Seeing as I'm already showered I step into the closet, changing into the clothes. I grab a pair of black Jordans to go with my outfit, walking out the closet with them in my hands.

I walk over to the dresser, opening different drawers. I finally find a sock drawer full of no show, footie, full, and thigh socks to the rim. I grab a pair of full socks, pulling them on along with them shoes. I zip the Northface all the way up, biting at the zipper anxiously.

I walk around my prison as I wait, looking. I have a huge room, huge bathroom, huge closet, huge bed, huge space in the middle of the room, and so much stuff. Opening a few more things here and there I find a small storage room, an easel, canvases, and paint in there. I begin closing the door, when I stop.

I slowly turn with a frown on my face. I reach in the storage room, bending over as I grab a canvas. I pull it out, straightening up. I stare at it, closing the door distractedly. This canvas has already been painted on, really well. A huge sense of déjà vu hits me, making me a bit dizzy as I hold the wall.

I look back at the nauseating painting. It's simple, but so,...complex? A man looking in the mirror, a girl beside him in the shadows. Wearing what looks like private school outfits. I find an odd sense of comfort in this painting. I search around for anything to hang it up with, finding nothing. They must think I'm gonna hurt myself with a thumbtack.

I just let the painting lean against the glass less window frame. Yes, a window covered by a curtain that has no window. I sit the bed, laying on my back. After a few seconds I get up, making the bed. I straighten everything up, wondering what time it is. I lay on my back again, staring at the ceiling.

Now all I do is wait.

~

" Moon."

My eyes slowly flutter open, seeing Kai's smiling face. I frown, pushing myself up from my fetus position into a sitting position. I rub my eyes, trying to suppress a yawn. It doesn't work as I yawn, causing Kai to smile more. " I came up here a little earlier, dinner will be soon," he says, sitting on the bed. I move away from him subtly, watching his every move. What is he doing?

" I'm trying to prepare you," he says carefully, looking down at his hands again. I stare at him, staying silent as he continues. " Um, there are going to be eight other men at the table when we go downstairs. I'll let you sit beside me. They're going to stare at you, and they're going to try to jog your memory. Mostly Sehun. You don't remember him, but he's very bad.

" As bad as Lay?" I interrupt, curiosity taking over. He hesitates, biting his lips. His nice plump lips- Snap out of it, what the hell?! " I,...at the moment,...I don't know, yes? We've gotten Lay's whole, sanity thing under control, so you won't be expecting any outbursts from him," he says, carefully picking out his words. " Has he done something to me before?" I ask. He hesitates again, before nodding. " ...was it bad?" I ask. He slowly nods again. I gulp, feeling nervous.

I feel scared and nervous at the same time, like how I feel when I'm going to a new family. When I used to be in foster care of course. Really, really painful time I don't want to think about. Abandonment issues were developed from my time in foster care however. Making me dependent on myself, yet dependent on others too. Like right now, I wish I had Jackson. He would make me feel safe and like everything would be okay. But he's not here.

Kai watches me have an inner battle with myself, waiting surprisingly, patiently. " Are you okay now?" He asks, watching me for my reaction. I take a deep breath. " Yes, let's get this over with," I sigh. He smiles, standing and holding out his hand. I hesitantly take it, not feeling like I have a choice. " Let's go to dinner."