Once Grey

Chapter 6: the picture

Andrea's POV
After class I went for my session with Dr. David and then went back to my room . I freshened up and just sat on my bed . I didn't have anything to do and Kaylie was always out . I took out sketch book , I loved drawing , it was kinda like in the family . But when I held the pencil I was just lost , I wasn't thinking of anything in particular but I was just lost. So I kept my book away and decided to cook instead . I loved doing that too , it made me happy in some way. Good thing Kaylie shopped for groceries .
I was making  brown rice onion pilaf . Nanny Doris thought me how to cook , when ever she was in the kitchen I'll watch her and then one day I finally asked her to teach me , mum taught me how to bake . I went to the kitchen and took out the onions , cinnamon and other stuffs on the counter. And then I heard someone knock . I had a habit of usually just opening the door without asking who it was, I only asked usually when I was depressed and I didn't want anyone around me. I opened the door and the figure just walked passed in. "What are you doing here" i asked as I locked the door behind me.
"I'm bored" he said as he plumped on my bed
"So??" I asked puzzled"look I'm occupied and I don't want you around okay" I said with a light frown
"Why ?? Because you wouldn't be able to concentrate??" He said with a smirk. Partly so buh no
"Ofcourse I can concentrate with you around duhh"
" It's okay grey , actually no one can resist my charm" he said with smugness dripping in his voice .
" Hmphh whatever" I went to the kitchen and started slicing the onions before he seized the knife from my hand and took the board too.
" I'll slice the onions it's better than being bored and stuck with you ." Is he for real I didn't even ask him to come over and now he says ..hmph
"Suit yourself" I muttered .
"Ouch" he winced. Well I hope the onions burns right through his eyes. I wish they fall of, then he rushes to the sink and washes his finger. Then I notice the blood . I helped him wash the blood and then told him to sit on my bed while I looked for my first aid kit. I took out cotton and iodine and as I applied on his wound , he winced " I'm sorry but we have to make sure you don't get  infections later." I said as I applied on his wound and winced again. Then I applied  the ointment on the spot that was wounded.
" Thanks Grey" that was the first time he wasn't teasing me , he actually wasn't a dork or being cocky.
"It was my pleasure" I smiled
" Ofcourse ,I mean taking care of me is something every one will like to do?" Wow to think I was actually congratulating him for being good for once.
I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking , he just sat there watching which made  me a little bit uncomfortable. And then when I finished cooking I served the food .
" So how is it?" I asked after he put a spoon in his mouth
" Not bad but I bet I can challenge you." He said with all sincerity and seriousness and I couldn't help but laugh , I was waiting for him to say it's a joke but he just kept staring at me.
" What's funny?"
"You are, you couldn't even slice an onion without cutting yourself and now you want to cook??"
" Accidents happen, I was just a victim of a knife that's all."
"And by the way if u weren't so annoying I wouldn't have sliced the onions in the first place?"
" You are unbelievable?" I went to the kitchen to get myself a drink while Edwin was on a phone call. Infront of the fridge I saw a picture of a lady , the pic looked old she had long brown wavy hair and brown eyes , she was the exact copy of Edwin but older  and his feminine version even her smile was like his. It wasn't hard to figure out that was his mum.
" Give me that." He demanded his voice rather harsh not as teasing as it used to be. I decided to play stubborn.
" Nope " I said sliding the picture behind me.
" I'm not in the mood grey give me the picture." This time his voice was husky like he was controlling his temper. I ran past him to the room and refused to give him the pic , why was he Soo aggressive cuz of a picture.
" So tell me is this your mum, she's beautiful , so bad her son is a..I was cut off when he just pushed me against the wall and the picture left my hand to the ground. I hated violence , I was trembling . I felt like my heart needed air, it needed to come out of my chest. He picked the picture and left but stopped midway "I'm sorry Grey" and he left.
       After the incident with Jason , I thought the whole world was happy, you know because that's how depression is like, you see everyone happy but you are drowning . I thought I was the only one with issues . I felt like never coming out of the room. I was locked in an asylum, to be honest I kinda loved it there , it was quiet , I didn't have to care about the world . During those recreational shit that people did I always drew . There were times I had hallucinations , I saw dad in my room coming to take me away , I was crazy I knew that but it hurt more when people reminded me about it. There's no doubt Edwin is going through something, maybe even more than what I went through. I just suddenly feel the urge to want to know him and listen to him be there for him.