Her Story

The Butterfly.

" First question is what do all your tattoos mean or do they mean anything at all?" 

" The date here on my left wrist 5/4/2018 is when mother died. The other date on my right wrist is when my sister passed. The quote right here on my chest which reads, "We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty."

He continues "That quote reminds me of my mother some how. Now  to the butterflies on my stomach I'm not sure what I want them to mean. I was drunk when I got them, but have no idea why I got them. I guess I don't hate them." " The rest are just doodles or have no meaning."

" Okay, next question Why do you trust me sir?"

" Does cupcake feel special?" He grinned.

" Ill tell you, since I saw you and looked in your eyes something sparked in me. Now I've never had butterflies. I as you know hook up and leave. I don't allow myself to catch feelings. Feelings to me are worthless. Smiling to me is silly. I don't like silly, but you. Its different with you cupcake."

" Then why did you tell me to stay away from you at the lockers on the first day?"

" You really want to waste your last question on that?"

" Yes."

" Fine, I hate you. I hate you because you make me feel. I don't feel anything any other time. I know I sound sick I met you one day ago, but I feel like I know you. I want to know you."

He finishes that and then his phone rings. He steps out my room. Before I know it he comes back in.

" I got to go, and your coming with me." He said 

" I cant my parents will kill me." I said very serious 

" They cant kill you cupcake." 

" Do I have choice?" I say knowing I don't. 

" Of course not."

" Oh and grab your clothes." 

I got my school clothes and pj's packed because I don't know what to expect. I grabbed my toothbrush and things and headed down stairs.

I got in his car and he started driving after a while I dozed off then I felt him pick me up. I opened my eyes to a huge house. Oh my gosh. He got bank bank.

He sat me down on the couch not realizing I was awake. 

A nice older lady came up to me and asked do I want a tour. Of course I took the offer.

" This is huge." I say referring to the hallways. She just giggled. Why do I already love her?

She showed me the guest room which is where I will be sleeping. It so nice.

" Are you hungry sweetheart?" She asked

" Very,  but please don't do anything. I can cook." I begged. It was almost obvious she was a maid. I felt so bad.

" Don't worry, I get paid." She said with a cute smile

" Can I help?" I say

" Of course dear." She said. I have to tell Allen. His spot is about to replaced with this wonderful lady. 

HOW DO YOU GUYS FEEL??