Alone [Jenlisa Adaptation]

Chapter 3

Lisa's place is messy, there are boxes scattered all over the floor, all of them filled with trash, I mean, I have a hard time finding the utility to a bunch of empty bottles, pipes and all sort of spare pieces, mostly rusted, it all looks like junk to me.

It makes the place look smaller than it already is, it doesn't look like a home at all, don't even get me started on what is supposed to be the kitchen, I know she said she doesn't use the tiny room but that doesn't mean she should use it to store even more trash.

It looks like a safe house, a place she uses to crash down at night exclusively, there's no space here to do anything else.

I don't like it, it doesn't suit her, her place should be warm and welcoming just like her.

I turn my body to the other side of the bed to avoid looking at the mess, for some reason it makes me feel sad, instead, I face the sleeping Lisa besides me, I rather watch her sleep.

She lies peacefully by my side, with her mouth slightly opened, she looks cute, warm and welcoming, unlike her small apartment.

I move closer to her carefully wanting to feel her warmth, I don't know why, but when I'm close to her, she makes me feel peaceful and calm like nothing can go wrong, like what she said is true, that she's going to take care of me.

Not able to contain myself, I poke her soft cheek making her stir and grunt cutely before opening her eyes blinking rapidly still consumed by sleep, once she manages to open them fully she looks at me still sleepy, once she realizes I'm next to her her eyes widen and she jumps scared hitting her back and head on the wall behind her.

"Ow." She grunts, giggling, I bring a hand to her head and gently rub the sore spot, for exactly this reaction of hers is why she decided to sleep on that side last night, she was afraid of falling off the bed.

"Are you ok?" I ask in half a whisper.

"Um yeah." She responds, her voice still heavy with sleep. "Sorry, I'm still not used to having people around." She yawns and rubs her eyes.

I know, this is the third time it happens.

"Stranger danger?" She chuckles and looks at me properly this time.

"Yeah...you're far from being dangerous though." She pokes my nose and sits up to stretch her body.

"How can you be so sure?" I sit up as well to fix her messy hair.

"Please, you're as dangerous as a bunny." She mocks me while shaking her head.

"Like you're the one to talk." I retort rolling my eyes pushing her playfully.

"Never said I was." She yawns again while stretching her arms, looking into my eyes with her sleepy ones, she leans in and plants a kiss on my cheek. "Good morning." She says pulling back showing me a goofy smile. "Did you sleep well?"

I nod. "Good morning." I mutter back.

"Good." She cups my face with a hand. "Are you sick of me yet?" She grins.

I shake my head and lean into her touch, we stare at each other for a few minutes without saying anything, it feels comfortable, enjoyable. I like it.

After giving me a soft pat on the cheek Lisa climbs off the bed, I lower my head embarrassed when she changes her clothes in front of me showing no shame whatsoever. We might be ok with each other's company but I'm still a stranger, why does she feel comfortable changing with other people in the room? Not even my family did this and we were...well, family.

"I need to go out to do some work." She announces very suddendly, I hear her zip up her pants and I take this a cue to look up at her again. "I need to, I don't want to." She clarifies putting on her black shirt showing me her toned stomach, why do my cheeks feel so hot right now?