Is It Love? DROGO

Chapter 4: Innocent mind, get a drink

©Claire Zamora

Edited by inkandpixie

Red Crandall

When I wake up, I can't wait. This is my first day of freedom. No classes or babysitting! Yes!

I get up quickly and dressed casually. I then go down into the dining room, over excited with my head full of plans for the day. Everybody's up already, except for Lorie. I greet everyone while gobbling down a few muffins. I can feel their eyes on me and notice that surprised look on their faces.

"What? It's the most important meal of the day, isn't it?"

"Of course, you can eat as much as you like." Nicolae

Without a word or look at me, Drogo gets up and leaves the room. I hear the door slam, then his car starting. Whenever I think I'm moving in the right direction with him, Drogo takes three steps back. I quickly chase these thoughts from my mind and smile at the two remaining brothers.

"I'm going to take advantage of my free time to get books that I'll need for my classes. I think I'll go for a wander and take it easy."

"I'll come with you." I'm in too much of a good mood to take offence to his protective attitude.

"If you want to, you can be my guide!"

"If I must..."

As soon as I finish my breakfast, I head towards the door, Peter right behind me. As I head towards the nearest bus stop, Peter stops me. Jiggling his car keys under my nose and says:

"Leave public transport for today. I can take you."

ONCE in town, I spend all morning shopping. My tummy starts rumbling and I decide to get a sandwich. As usual, Peter doesn't show any signs of hunger: he observes me devouring my snack with a dull eye but doesn't buy anything to eat.

As we continue on our way. I do a little window-shopping, dragging my several well-filled bags behind me. Peter follows me absent-mindedly. He ain't very talkative but he endures the ordeal without complaining. This guy's a star! Is he really Drogo's brother?

Too engrossed in my shopping, I don't pay attention to where I'm going until I bump into someone.

"I'm beginning to think that this is your way of communicating. Perhaps this is your way of trying to seduce me."

His friends snigger and stare at me mockingly.

"Have you nothing better to do? Take your morons and go play elsewhere." Peter

But Drogo doesn't take any notice. He doesn't even seem to hear him.

"What do you have there, little thing?"

"Nothing very exciting, only a few supplies for Dr.Jones's class." He sniggers.

"The Dr. Jones? The one who teaches myth and legends?"

"That's right."

"Are you really enroll in that bullshit class?" His comment is a hit with his group of friends, who burst out laughing. He looks like a young cock strutting around the chicken coop.

"Each to his own. I don't ask you what you've chosen to study! Well, obviously, given your absence during classes, you haven't decided in anything!"

"Oh, but she's got a temper, the little thing!"

"Leave me alone! And this, little thing, well, she says fuck you." He moves closer, until he's only a few inches away, and leans over me, dominating me with all his height. I'm really beginning to lose my self-assurance.