Pure

10

-Demi

She is so lovable, yet so infuriating at the same time.
I had never seen her in such a calm state as she was in when she was sleeping. I know this is gonna make me sound like a creep, but I was just staring at her for at least an hour after she fell asleep. She was just so peaceful. I'd tried talking to her a little before, but she was so disinterested that I just decided to let it go. Maybe one day she'll really talk to me, but it clearly wasn't the right time.
And then, when I woke up, she wasn't in bed. I didn't think much of it at first but when I decided to see if she was okay and I couldn't find her anywhere in the house and I saw the front door was unlocked, I was about ready to hit someone or something. I didn't think she'd run away, I mean where exactly would she go? And all her stuff was still there. But it was freaking early in the morning and she was just off wandering all by herself in this wilderness that she's never been to before. And the longer it took her to come back, the surer I was that she'd gotten lost or hurt or kidnapped or killed or anything really. My heart was besting faster then the seconds on the clock were passing.
So naturally I hugged her when she finally decided to show her face again. She felt so great to hug, I didn't realize what I'd been missing out on. But I pulled away pretty fast, not knowing how much she'd appreciate me touching her.

I could see slight confusion on her face when I let the subject drop after having said what I wanted to say, but it's one of the decisions I made- that I would not hold onto anger towards her. Yes, she does anger me a lot and what she did this morning is just plain rude and wrong. But she's a child and she doesn't need correction as much as she needs love right now. And it was nice to get a little more personal with her, when she shared some things about her family.
I still have an endless amount of question, but I just need to wait for the right time to ask.

"Okay, I'm done," Maggie comes back into the room.
I know I shouldn't enjoy it as much as I do, but I love the two of them together. For reasons I don't understand, they really don't like each other. But the way they're trying to tolerate the other's existence, it's just comic really.

"Let's get out of here," I get up off the couch and extend my arm out to Cara- offering to help her.

Very surprisingly, she accepts, as she pulls herself up, and me almost down. "Thanks," she chuckles.
I'm quite taken aback by that. I was totally expecting her to just ignore me and get up by herself, or scuff before ignoring me and getting up by herself. I don't wanna get too excited yet, but we might finally be getting somewhere.

"Where the hell are you going?" Maggie asks, when Cara decides to take the lead once all of us are out of the house.

"Oh, I don't know, Margaret," she says in a shut-your-face type of tone. "I didn't really think we were gonna spend the rest of the day on the porch."

"Ugh," Maggie groans. "You're so exasperating."

"I'm surprised you know what that word even means," Cara replies, still walking away from us.

"You don't even know where you're going. You've never been here before," Maggie argues.

Cara now stops walking and turns around. "Oh, for the love of God, Maggie," she sighs. "It's called exploring. Look it up."

"I'm leading my own way. I don't trust your instincts. You don't know where you're going. You're gonna get lost," Maggie insists.

"Wouldn't you just love that? If I got lost and you wouldn't have to spend any more time with me?" Cara raises her eyebrows.

I was enjoying their bickering before, but this is getting a little much. For real, Maggie needs to grow up. Cara could also tone it down a little, but that's less to be expected then for Maggie to act like an adult. "Okay, guys, seriously, just cut it out. We have a whole day ahead of us, we can go more then just one way," I say.