- " Good progress, brother! That'll help me so much indeed! ".
= " Sure, sweet pea ".
- " That's what mother called me sometimes ".
= " Yes, Eve made me remember them today ".
- " I see.. ".
We then focused on our tea more than talking.
= " Christa, Eve doesn't really feel anything, right? ".
- " No, it isn't like that. She doesn't really understand what feelings are. She trusts someone - for instance - but doesn't realise she ' trusts ', she doesn't think about that, she doesn't consider secrets as secrets, though she's very secretive, she feels sad although she doesn't know how sadness feels like ".
= " That seems.. important ".
- " You don't even understand, do you? ".
= " Of course I don't.. I mean, does she ever consider something.. or maybe someone.. important? ".
- " Of course she does, especially when something amuses her just like things she's obsessed with ".
= " What about.. people? ".
- ".. That depends on how much space someone gives her. Eve is special apart from anybody having the disorder since she was discovered late and so. She's hard to understand and she is so insecure, but she's lucky she's still that passionate ".
= " Passionate? ".
- " Yes, she absolutely is ".
= " That's sweet ".
- " .. You ask too much today ".
= " Huh? Yeah it's just.. curiousity ".
Christa's green eyes kept watching my ' body language ' in doubt behind her glasses. It seemed she got something yet she changed the subject.
When it was time for her to go, she stood before the door and looked at me carefully.- " Ed, though everything we've been through, you and I are so much alike. We get attached, we ask and we curiously seek out learning. Our typical green eyes keep revolving around aspiring answers, we move rapidly, we fight furiously. That's apart from our similar tall figure, pale complection, and silky black hair. I wish we would be always connected ".
= " That's.. tender. I do, too ".
- " And for the sake of this, I'm telling you: Eve is ' different ' . Keep that in mind ".
= " I.. know she is ".
- " You know, but you don't understand. Start to raise your alarms, Ed ".
= " .. huh? ".
- " You know what I mean. Good night, sweetheart ".
I did Christa, I just pretended you hadn't been at my place that night.
= Hey Eve.
~ Hi, Ed.
= Just wanted to check up on u.
~ Thanks. I'm fine.
= U want any help with ur studies again?
~ A little bit.
= We can meet again, then.
~ Yes.
= How about breakfast tomorrow?
~ That's fine.
= I'll call u. Gn :)
~ Okay :).I have to mention that the previous conversation was repeated nearly everyday for about a month. I had PLENTY of options; whether to walk her home, have a cup of coffee with her - yeah I did have coffee -, or we just visited the library so I can share reading with her.
I liked reading before meeting her. On the other hand, I appreciated reading after meeting her.
YOU ARE READING
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General FictionSometimes, all we need is to find ourselves. For me, it was never that easy. While for her.. well.. she never considered that. But here I am, finding myself within two things : my camera, and her strange attitude.