"Cavin, you're a Smith right?" I asked. He frowned as we sit on the couch.
"Yeah, why?"
Confirmed.....
"Are you somewhat related to Dr. Smith?" I asked and Cavin tsked.
"There's a lot of Smiths Venice,"
That shut me up and I pondered deeper.
"Dr. Smith, My cake is effective now don't bug with my conscience it won't work,"
"Do you know the cake experiment?"Cavin shot me an astonished stare.
"How do you know about that?"
I gulped "M-m-my Dad d-did the experiment,"
He couldn't speak, his lips trembling while looking at me with disbelief.
"What?! How?! I thought the experiment is postponed after finding some side effects with the drug being used?!" Cavin is shaking my shoulders.
"No, m-my dad did it C-cavin..."
My voice almost broke remembering the day I innocently ate the sweet cake,
my body trembled.
"Then what is the sample?"
I can't look straight.
"C-c-cavin the sample is...."
The door opened.
"Hey," SG looked shock that were together in one room.
He cleared his throat.
"Time to eat," SG said and quickly stormed out.
I stood up and went out of the room first, the awkwardness filling me and Cavin.
The night is done with me telling Cavin nothing. I sighed now that the moment is destroyed I don't think I have the strength to tell him again.
"Are we friends?" I asked and Brent gave me an amused look.
I don't know why but I find no harm with Brent, I'm even talkative when I'm with him.
It's like everything's so lightweight.
"Yeah, if that's what they call it,"
"Tsk, have you make friends before?"I asked and he shook his head.
"Not really,"
"But if we're friends we should know each other,"
He give me a hesitant look.
"Why?"
He cleared his throat.
"That's right, if that's the case...
I'll tell you about myself,"
"Na-ah," I said and he give me a bored look.
"You said-"
"Yup, I said but not that way I want to check your place to know you," I smiled, besides there's nothing wrong with that I'll just look at his things, rooms, displays, in a detective way.
"Oh-oh, but there's a class this afternoon,"
"There's a meeting may I remind you?"
"But there's Carl Devin,"
"So? Something awkward occurred between us so yeah,"
He scratched his head...
Cavin and I didn't talk since this morning, Only SG talks to me while 3D just keeps scolding me and roll his eyes.
"But what if he punch me?"
He pouted. I giggled.
"Cute," He whispered but I can still hear him.
"Are you scared of him?"
"No,"
"Prove it, or else something's fishy in your home,"
"Fineeeeee,"
"Finé," I gagged and he rolled his eyes pulling me into a car.
"Uhhm so you see, my house is not as huge as your expectations," He looks shy as we went in his house.
"Who said I expect your house to be huge?" I asked.
"Uhhm oh, yeah what do you think about it?"
I look at the surroundings,
Everything is made of wood.
It looks sturdy, the floor is tile,
It's clean and plain with no much of displays but it's cute.
"It's cute, I wanna see your room," I cheered.
"What? But you are a girl,"
"So? Were both humans,
I just wanna see the designs,"
I said and we walk up the wooden stair.
"Where's your parents?"
"Dead,"It's just one word but I can feel the gloom.
I shouldn't ask why anymore.
"S-sorry,"
"It's okay, do you have guardian?"
"Uncle, but he's working,"
"Okay,"I said again and sat in his bed then Brent sat beside me.
YOU ARE READING
When My Life Becomes My Death
Teen FictionIt started from a sweet piece of cake that turned out to be an experiment of her dad Venice became a genius with enhanced senses. There's only one person she wants to find it's Dr. Smith to answers her questions and to know what's behind her Dad's d...
