I'm loving the flow of the story now... Hahahaha ^_______^ ... Thanks for reading the last chappy, here goes Mandy's Date or simple Lunch ?? <3
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Saturday. No class. I didn’t know what to do the whole day so I just went outside and had a stroll. I went to that place; the place where I used to live in.
The subdivision is not that far from my apartment. It takes more than thirty minutes of walking. I stared at the vacant lot where our house was not yet burnt. I could still see the grasses on the ground that has traces of the fire. I sighed. I closed my eyes. I could still remember our house before. I could still remember those times when mom and dad were cooking for breakfast while my two naughty little brothers were playing guns and I was their target. We were laughing at those times. I pretended to be dead every time they shot me with their fake guns. I smiled while remembering those moments. But I felt again the pain and guilt inside. I could hardly breathe because of the pain their death have caused me. I miss them a lot. I miss them so much.
I opened my eyes. I took the only picture I have of them. Annie asked me once to give her a picture of my whole family. Since all our things were badly burnt, I had nothing left with me. Annie gave me the picture I had given her before so that I could still have something to look at when I miss them. The picture was taken when I was still on my first day of junior year. We took this outside the house. My eyes landed on the tree beside us where we took the picture. I looked beside me and I smiled. The tree outside our compound was still alive. The fire didn’t burn it. I went closer to the tree and touched its trunk. It was the only thing I have that’s still alive.
While I was looking at the tree, my eyes landed to a familiar person who was walking to my direction on the side walk.
“Clark?” I whispered.
He was alone. He was just walking with his head bowed down. His face looked so lonely. Before I could take my eyes away from him, he caught me looking at him.
“Why are you here?” he asked when he got closer to me.
I immediately stepped backward from the tree.
“I’m just curious about what happened here.” I lied.
“This house?” he asked in furrowed brows.
I just nodded.
“You didn’t hear what happened here months ago?” he asked.
I shook my head.
He smirked, “You’re not updated?”
I shook my head again. He stood next to me, maybe a meter away from me, and then he crossed his arms and looked at the vacant lot.
“They said the whole family died because of that fire incident. It was caused by the candle. They said the daughter was the reason of the fire. I don’t know where she is right now but they said she’s the only one who survived.” He said still looking at the vacant lot.
“She was the reason of their death. She might be very lonely right now. She might be blaming herself because of what happened.” I said in a lonely voice.
“Blaming is natural. But she should not live with that, she might hurt others especially herself because of that.” Then he looked at me.
“Do you think she should not blame herself?” I asked while looking at him.
He sighed, “Yes. It was an accident.” He said in a serious tone.
I just smiled at him. I felt a little bit relieved because of what he said. He’s really right. I should not blame myself. But, there are really times that I couldn’t help not to blame myself.
“Where are you going?” I asked him when he started walking.
“Stroll.” He said still walking getting farther from me.
I ran to catch him up.
“May I come with you?” I asked when I was already next to him.
He just looked at me then he walked again. I just continued walking along with him. I couldn’t understand him. Lately, he was talking and now, he’s quiet again. I couldn’t really understand him!
“It’s almost lunch, you still wanna go with me?” he asked without looking at me.
I just nodded. I didn’t know why I wanted to be with him on that moment. Though he didn’t say a single word the whole time we were walking, I still find it enjoyable. I never had a stroll with someone else and it was my first time.
“You’ll be working tonight, right?” he asked when we entered a fast food.
I just nodded then we went to the counter and fell in line to order.
“What should I choose?” I murmured, “I wanna eat burger steak with extra rice. I’m really hungry.” I murmured while rubbing my tummy.
“You look for a table.” He said without looking at me.
I was about to complain because I have to order my lunch, too. But he gave me a killing look which made me obey his command. I just sighed then I looked for a vacant table.
I found a vacant one on the corner of the fast food. I went there and sat down. I just waited for Clark to come then I’ll go to the counter to order mine after.
I just stared outside to entertain myself. My tummy was really complaining already. I didn’t eat breakfast and I guessed I was going to collapse any moment. Okay, I was over reacting.
I just noticed that Clark was already in front of me with his food in front of him and food in front of… me?
Burger steak with extra rice?
I beamed with what I saw.
“How did you know I want to eat this?” I asked him with a wide smile in my face.
“I heard your murmurs.” He said then he started eating his food.
“How much?” I took my purse in my pocket.
“Don’t bother.” He said that made me look at him with furrowed brows.
“I’m not going to eat this. I will pay you.” I said then I opened the zipper but he held my hand to stop me from doing it. My heart skipped a beat because of what he did.
“You want to die?” he asked with his fierce looks.
I just slowly closed the zipper of my purse and put it inside my pocket, and then I started to eat the food in front of me unwillingly.
We were both silent while eating our lunch. I sometimes glanced at him and I realized he was actually handsome. Pointed nose, beautiful eyes, thick brows and sexy lips. I swallowed my food after describing his lips. I was a pervert! I just concentrated with my food to avoid thinking so much about how he looks like when he’s close.
I drank the soft drink in front of me then my eyes landed on the two girls that made me choke up.
Sylvia?
Annie?
They gave me a look that says, “What’s this?”
I’m dead!
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