Fiery Pages (Benedict Cumberbatch)

Stop Ruining My Emotional Mood!

A couple of weeks past since she met Benedict. Since the dream she had with her mom, they kept coming and become more vivid. The last dream she had was when her mom tried to drown her. She can almost feel the water on her skin and so as the drowning feeling.

She sank down the sofa while trying to convince herself that it was just a dream. She was already thinking if her book can be about an abused child. She really doesn't want to write about that, she doesn't want kids to know something about abusing.

Summer remained sitted on her sofa. She didn't bother to move or anything, she doesn't really want to.

Her doorbell rang, she inhaled slowly and made her way to the door. Her eyes almost jumped out of her when she saw who was on her porch standing.

"Hi. I'm sorry to bother you, I actually saw your address on your notebook. The point is I really didn't have the chance to introduce myself properly--"

" It was actually my fault. I know who you are. Umm Benedict Somethingbatch. Sorry I really just forgot.", she cut him off

"Cumberbatch.", he smiled widley his cheekbones looked sharp. She just nodded and trying not make eye contact, she realized he wasn't going away unless she invited him in.

"Um... do you want to come in?", he nodded and entered her house. He looked around and started admiring the pictures.

"You captured this?", he pointed at the beautiful sunset Summer watched on her last day in Omaha.

"Yeah.", she said as she started to make tea for him. She eyed Benedict's auburn hair. It reminded her of dying fire. She finished making his tea and gave it to him.

"So what's your name?", he interrupted the silence between them.

"Summer. Umm Summer Hills.", she cleared her throat.

"You don't look like a Summer."

"I know. I mean I get that a lot."

"It's actually quite extraordinary.", he said as a compliment "Alright. I want you to text me so I can take you to dinner on the other day."

"But-"

"I haven't said thank you properly.", he started to get up on his seat. "I'll see you when you text me.", and he took off.

Summer sighed not wanting to leave the house forever.