CH.2 Ah'll Be Watchin' Ye.
I rubbed my eyes with a sigh, frowning down at the street as it passed. I was tired and sore from yesterday. All I had been doing for the last week was being lazy with moving, so the sudden mad sprinting did not feel good on my muscles. I slowly lowered my hand from my eyes and ran my finger tips over the band-aid that covered part of my right cheek. " Hope I don' have ta wear this long... " I muttered to myself as I turned the corner and headed up the driveway to a building, the place where I'll be working now.
" Hey there! Welcome ta the Communiteh Halpers! Me name's Brenda, what can Ah halp ya wit? " Brenda waved towards me from behind a counter, I couldn't help but smile at her thick Scottish accent; even though it reminded me of the Forest Scot...
" Hi, Brenda. My name's Kyna, I'm the new worker here. " I walked up to the counter while waving back.
Her expression brightened and her smile widened upon hearing my words. " 'ey Kyna! Welcome ta the team! " she greeted again as she came out from behind the counter, she grabbed my hand and gave it a quick shake. " Ya just got 'ere at a good time by the way! Still Ah'm sorry ta say that introducin and showin ya around will 'ave ta come later. " she rubbed the back of her neck and gave me an embarrassed look before turning back to her desk and picking up a stack of papers. " We got'ta post up these papers aroun' town, " she continued as she handed me the stack, " We already got another man goin' aroun' and postin them up but they still won' be enough. So will ya go around an' post'em on poles ya don' see them already on?" she tilted her head to the side and I just nodded. She grinned at me, " Grand! There's a stapler on the table by the door, ya can use that ta post'em. Come back when ya run outta papers or run outta places ta put'em." She put her hands on her hips and nodded at me, signalling to take off now. I just nodded back in confirm before heading back out the door.
" Well at least it seems the place doesn' run outta work, so that's good~ " I hummed to myself as I stapled a poster to a telephone.
" Oi, what're the posters ye be puttin up? " A voice sudden questioned from behind.
" Huh? Oh, they're posters advertisin an upcoming even-" I turned around to face the unknown voice but froze when I met those piercing emerald eyes again.
He raised a thick eyebrow at me, confused from my reaction. ' Does he not recognize me..?'
" So... " His eyes traveled down from mine and looked at the papers in my hand. He only looked for a second before locking his sight back on my eyes. " Yer the new Lass Brenda was talkin' about? She got ya postin up these papers tu?" He questioned,taking a step forward.
" Ah, y-yeah, she does." I let out an awkward laugh as I started to mess with my hair, making it try and cover my face, and more importantly, the right side of my face to hide the band-aid.
"Hmmmm.. " he narrowed his eyes at me. I bit my lip and looked away,trying to look for something to say, but he beat me to it. " Ah see.. Say,Lass, what happened ta yer cheek there? " he asked,taking another step forward.
" Uh, what... what do you mean? " I tried to play it off, looking up at his eyes for a second before being forced to look away again. I took a step back but felt my heel stub the pole behind me. ' Shite.'
" Yu don' 'onestly expect me ta not 'ave a'ready seen it do ya? " his expression was nothing but suspicious now as he stepped up in front of me.
' ! ' I tried to move to the side but he quickly caught me, his right hand firm on my left shoulder, keeping me in place. He didn't say anything, he just brought up his other hand and brushed my hair off of my cheek, revealing the band-aid. " What'is it? " he asked bluntly.
" I-It's just a cut is all. " I admitted.
" Aye, but, " he started to peel back the band-aid just enough to see the small cuts, " What they be from? ... A thorn bush? " he suddenly claimed, his gaze cutting sharp back to my eyes. I was trapped in them, I just couldn't look away. I was a complete blank, my mouth hanging open a bit as I tried to think of something to say but no words came out.
' I'm fecking caught '
His gaze seemed to relax a bit as he gently smoothed the band-aid back down. For some reason though both his hands started to travel farther up. He pushed and pulled my hair back till he held it in his hand as if he were about to tie a band in it to keep it up. He leaned his head back a bit to get a better look at my face. His eyes widened a bit, but his brow still shown something of displeasure. " Sa it was ye!" he finally burst out after a short pause. He let go of my hair, letting it fall back down over my shoulders and into my face. " Yu was the one spyin on me! Ah could'n' recognize ya wit yer hair down! " he accused with his hands on his hips.
I snapped out of my dead trance and made a face at him before looking away and fixing my hair with my free hand. " I-I wasn't spyin on you! " I said in my defense.
He arched an eyebrow in disbelief and leaned his head down to meet my eyes on the same level, his eyes glowering at me from under the strands of hair that fell down in front of them. " Then what were ye doin'? " he interrogated.
I swallowed hard, " I-I was just headin to the store! But then I smelt somethin weird comin from the trees! I just went to go see what it was! A-and then I heard you talking with someone! " I confessed.
His eyes grew even more in disbelief before his brow dug down deep again. " Did ya see who I was talkin' wit'? " he pressed, anger topping his words.
I looked at him,confused by how he was reacting. I shook my head slowly and answered, " No, I only saw you. I didn't get to see the other person. "
He automatically relaxed at hearing that. His shoulders drooped as he hung his head and let out a sigh of relief. He stepped back and brought his head back up, the mixed expression of being bored and slightly annoyed returned to his eyes. " A'right then. " was all he said as he dug his hands into his pockets.
Now I gave him a look of utter disbelief and confusion. ' That.. THAT WAS IT? ' I stared at him for a moment and he raised an eyebrow me in reply. " Who were you talking to? " I finally asked, turning the interrogation on him.
He paused for a moment, unsure on how he should answer, but soon he let out a sigh and brought out a cigar from his back pocket. " Ah was jus' talkin wit a Bonnie is all. " he answered with a flick of a light, starting his cigar.
I frowned and made a face at him, disliking the smell of a cigar even though I was used to being around them but also feeling awkward now that I realize what I had been stepping into. " Well I.. Sorry for ruining a moment with you and a, uh... A Bonnie.. " I apologized awkwardly as I step away from the pole to the side.
He snorted, pulling out the cigar to breath out a stream of smoke, " It's a'right Lassie. But.. " He trailed off as he set the cigar back into his lips.
" But..?" I raised an eyebrow.
" Ah 'ave a feelin Ah'm goin ta be needin ta keep an eye on yu. " he claimed with a small smirk, crossing his arms over his chest.
" I'm sorry,what!" I looked at him as if he were crazy.
He rolled his eyes at me and grabbed my wrist, " Don' question et! Ah'm probably goin ta have tu now anyways. Now come on then, le's head back ta the building. " and with that he started to drag me down the street.
" W-wait! I-I still need to put up more posters! " I stumbled to to regain my balance before trying to pull away.
" Ya don' need ta do that 'nymore! There ain't na more poles to put'em on! Ay checked! Remember Ah was doin the same job! " he pulled me back and continued to drag me away.
" Well then at least let go of me and let me walk on my own! " I argued, still struggling in his grip.
" Naught a chance! Ah ain't lettin ya run past me this time! "
A.N. Thanks for reading! Tell me if I missed any grammar or spelling mistakes!