Blue is the warmest color

Chapter Thirteen

"Who are you and how come you act like you know me?" I asked stoutly, baffled by him whilst he's seated in front of me. He just stared at me with a creepy smile while I was waiting for him to answer. My mind's producing a lot of questions in my head and it's making me nervous by the thought that a complete stranger appeared in front of me, calling me someone I wasn't. Someone I wished I was.

Wishing to be Anastasia is probably the deepest kind of desire I had and it's also one of those I regret. Ever since Luke came into my life I found myself wishing to be someone I wasn't. I don't intentionally think about it though, that thought just comes. Maybe it is part of getting infatuated to someone but I'm more than being infatuated with Luke, I loved him because he made me feel human.

Everybody knew how I lived my life, how boring Helena Parker-Gray was. Everybody thinks I was this self-obsessed freak, a race runner of life. It's partly true, I couldn't deny I lived simply because I believed I was different, that there won't be any changes, that my life will stay the same as it is and it all changed when Lucius arrived. He gave spice to my life and I allowed it to overwhelm me. 

"How is he? How's Lucius?" he asked. I gasped silently while I looked at him in doubt.

"Why do you ask about him?" I asked back as I glare. I took a sip of my drink and Aoi smirked mockingly before me. He seemed like a fine man but there's no excuse to being a jerk.

"Why what is so funny?!" I spatted, getting enough of him placing my thoughts to hang.

"Nothing" he uttered then I saw his adam's apple moved as he swallow, "We went to the same high school. I know him" he added.

I never went to school. "You must be lying, Lucius never went to school-"

"Is that what he told you?" he interrupted, "I'm speaking of the truth" he said then he pulled out his wallet and placed a picture of two young boys on the table.

I grabbed the picture to take a closer look. Why would Luke lie to me that he never went to a real school all because he is Lucius Haile? I was slightly disoriented with the revelation but still I need to trust Luke more than anything.

"No, I don't believe you" I said, placing the picture back on the table and pushed it towards him.

Aoi sighed as he put the picture back inside his wallet, his expression seemed like he was already expecting I wouldn't trust him. "Can you tell him to come here?" he asked.

"No" I spatted, "Why would I trust you?" I mocked.

"He is my friend" he declared.

"He can't get out. He is under treatment. It won't be safe for him to wander around" I stated.

Aoi gave out a relinquish sigh and I turned my eyes away from him to finish my drink. "So how was he?" he insisted.

"He's okay" I answered coldly.

"Alright, I won't ask you anything else" he said, giving up "I need to go back, it was nice meeting you" he smiled.

As I watch him rise, I suddenly regret my cold behavior towards him. As I was preoccupied with the thought of my mistreatment to Aoi, my mom's text appeared. I left the store and as I stood outside to wait for a cab, I looked back to Aoi and smiled lightly at him, at least even this way, I can ease my guilt.

When I came home I saw Luke sitting at the counter and my mom was already in her nightgown as she opened the door for me. "Where have you been?" she asked. She was calm and not angry but she's worried. I'm sorry, Mom.

"I went to Andrew" I lied. Oh, god. I wish she doesn't respond about texting Andrew.

"Oh, okay" she agreed. I took out a sigh of relief as she kissed me on the forehead and went upstairs, she even reminded me about my dinner in the fridge.