Aren't I Normal?

Chapter 50

Raven's POV

I sat down on the damp wooden floor.

Claude looked like he was in deep thought.

The sky was getting darker outside. And colder. The wind blew through the large cracks in the windows.

I shivered.

I almost nearly forgot that I was hungry. I wanted to tell Claude but he was still in deep thought and I didn't want to piss him off because he looked like he'd break my arm or something if I disturbed him.

He sat cross legged on the floor like a kid in a school with his face rested on his hands, staring into space.

He looked cute like this. What?! Why was I thinking that?!

I decided to look around the cabin to occupy myself.

The room we're in must be the living room. So that room over there must be the bedroom.

I entered the room. It was lacking in furniture just like the living room. There wasn't even a proper bed; just a wooden crib like object that must have been the substitute.

I clicked my fingers trying to light them on fire like what Claude had done but it wasn't working. I tried again and again but it still wasn't working so I finally gave up.

Then I went back to the main room. Claude was still sitting there on the floor. God knows what he was thinking about.

I searched the whole cabin but no food was found.

Fine, I won't eat.

I sat back down on the floor near Claude.

It was so boring. I had to talk.

'Pst,' I whispered 'Claude?'

He rolled his eyes. 'What?'

'Hi,' I replied

'Hello,' he said with a flat tone.

'How are you today?' I asked him.

'Why do you want to know?'

'Come on, Claude, stop being a little bitch and answer me.' I smiled.

'I'm fine thank you,' he said with a flatter tone.

'Are you hungry?' I ask giving several hints.

'What do you want to eat?' He answered instead, receiving the hints.

'Anything edible,'

He looked around the 'house'.

'Do you want a pigeon?' He asked, staring out the window.

'What?'

He left the cabin and within a few seconds, returned with what looked like fried chicken in his hand.

'What?' I repeated, my jaw wide open. 'Where did you get that from?'

'I saw a bird. Killed it. Set it on fire. Voila, food.'

He took a bite out of the bird 'Food,' he repeated.

I slowly ripped a piece and ate it cautiously.

It tasted alright to be honest.

I ripped off another price and ate it.

Together, Claude and I finished the entire bird (it didn't really take that long because it was a small bird).

It was really dark outside.

'What time is it?' I asked him.

'It looks about 6:30 pm,' he replied.

'How do yo know?'

'I don't know,' he answered 'I just guessed.'

I yawned; I was tired.

Where was I going to sleep? I looked around the cabin.

I didn't want to sleep on the damp floor, it smelt weird. For some reason, I didn't want to sleep alone either.

Claude got up from the floor again.

'Where are you going?' I asked.

'I need to pee,'

'TMI,' I replied.

He laughed. 'You're the one that asked though.'

He left the cabin and I waited for him to come back. He returned shortly.

'What are you looking for?' He asked.

'Where I should sleep,' I replied.

'You don't have to sleep now,' he said 'Its early,'

I sat back down on the floor with my back leaning against the wall.

I fiddled with my necklace, the one Claude had given me. It was proof that maybe he liked me even if he denied it.

Then I remembered that he said he liked someone else.

I could possibly guess who she was, maybe another demon.

I felt weird about it. Its not jealousy, its not jealousy I told myself, letting go of the necklace.

'Whats wrong?' Claude asked me, obviously he had been watching me.

'Nothing,' my voice croaked.

'Tell me the truth,' he replied firmly.

'Nothing!' I yelled back this time 'Its none of your business!'

He was trying to be nice to me, I could tell and I was just shouting at him. Person of the year award goes to...

'Why won't you tell me?' He asked.

'Why should I tell you? You're nothing to me.'

'I thought we were friends now,'

'That doesn't mean you need to know!'

I looked at his face. I hurt him. And for once, I felt guilty that I did.

'I'm sorry, Claude,' I said 'I'm just really stressed out,'

'Don't be sorry,' he replied softly 'It was my fault for caring about you,'

He walked to the other end of the room and sat down.

(A/N I re-watched my favorite anime Attack on Titan again and had to relive all the feels. I thought about writing a LevixHanji or a JeanxMikasa fanfic of some sort but too conscious about it flopping. I'm not even going to bother writing a JeanxMarco one because I'm not sure if yaoi fanfiction writing is my thing. So I'll just stick with lame original stories I guess.
Keep reading and writing all you humans!!! And vote for this sad excuse of a story if you can. Bye bye~)