Kyra (Completed)

4.

Kyra

The man with small freckles gracing his skin looked behind me into my house and then stared back down at me. I stared up at him wondering what the hell he could be trying to do, but I said nothing. "You need somewhere to sleep?"

I shook my head no. "I have a apartment."

"I see that-" I cut him off. "So I don't need somewhere to sleep."

What was he trying to do?

He bit his lip. "Uh, I know you don't know me and all...but your sleeping on the floor and-" I cut him off once again.

"It's only temporary, I told you that."

He nodded. "I know but I have a perfectly unused spare room. So if you want it; it's yours till your bed comes."

"I'm fine on the floor." He looked behind me. "It's wet."

I sighed. I didn't trust him or know him. Sleeping at his house wasn't an option. I had no place else to sleep, but I'd crash in the bathtub if need be. My question was why did he come down here in the first place?

"I think I'm okay.."

He nodded. "Well, if you change your mind, the offer still stands, I'm down the hall." I nodded and shut the door. I stared down at the floor and sighed before getting back to work.

After I vacuumed and mopped my whole house, wiping down the counters and cleaning the glass windows, I was exhausted. This house was clean for the most part, but it wasn't clean enough for my comfort. I wanted everything to be spotless.

I changed into some sweat shorts and an old softball t-shirt. It was so ridiculous that I had to pull my clothes from these suitcases and boxes every night for the last two weeks. I brushed my hair from my face and sighed making it back to the l living room.

I looked down at my pallet and groaned. Why did he have to be a damn good samaritan and offer me somewhere to sleep? Now sleeping on this floor was the last thing I wanted to do now that sleeping in a bed was an option.

I don't know freckles but that bed was calling my name. My mattress is supposed to come Tuesday and its Friday. I can't sleep on this floor four more days. I'll need physical therapy.

I slipped my feet into my UGG slides and grabbed my keys, walking out.

I closed my door and walked down to Freckles' door. I rung the bell and crossed my arms looking down the hall. This building always seemed so vacant. I swear Freckles was like the only one I really saw walking around; that or i'd see someone once, and never see them again.

He opened the door and look down at me. "Mind changed?" He asked, clearly amused. I nodded and he chuckled.

I bit down on my lip and looked behind him into his house. "Can I?"

He nodded and moved over to let me walk past him. He closed the door and looked down at me. He said nothing, he just watched me, watching him; it was weird.

Always staring at me like I'm a alien.

I cleared my throat and he snapped back into reality. "My bad."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Your not crazy right? Like I can trust you?"

He gave me a look. "Even if you didn't, it's too late for that. You already stupidly walked in here."

I kissed my teeth. "You didn't have to get smart."

He chuckled. "You didn't have to ask a stupid ass question."