Chapter 3
My Stupidness and His Kindness.
I don't know how to start. This atmoshpere seems pretty deep and gloomy. I found myself sitting on a chair with him next to a table in the middle of his apartment. Train wanted to us to go to a safe environment to talk about Saya, but...this environment isn't comfortable at all.
"Um..." I decided to stop this silence. "So-"
"First. Answer the question that Sven asked you." Train broke in with a serious look.
"What question is that?" I asked.
"What relationship do you have with Saya?" Train repeated.
"Oh...uh...!!!" I heard a small noise that came from outside. It sounded like someone was scatching the window. I looked over and it was a small white-colored cat. It meowed by the window, seeming like it wanted something.
Train sighed, "I gave you milk last time..." Train spoke to the craving cat while he got up and opened his window to let the cat in. He grabbed it and carried it to the table. "Stay here. I go get some milk." He layed down the cat, and went to his frigde.
I stared at the cat. "Hey cutie." I reached out for the cat.
The cat shivered and took a couple of steps back. It hissed at me, showing it's fearsome teeth. It threw me back.
"I guess cats really aren't my thing..." I felt sad.
"Hey. You want some?" Train asked me whether I want any milk, but I passed.
Only because milk tasted like vomit to me.
"So, is this your cat?" I asked while he pour down the milk on a silver plate for the cat.
"Not really. But he always come for milk though."
"Oh. You must really like cats then, don't you?" I smiled.
"Well, let's just say it's a personal theme of my life." He layed the plate on the floor as the cat jumped down for it. I couldn't figure out what he meant by what he said.
Then, I notice his gun on his hip. "Are you a sweeper of some sort?"
"Yeah."
"And the number?"
"Huh?"
I pointed out the roman number 13 carved near his neckbone. "What does that mean?"
Train didn't answer right away. I felt like I needed to change the subject, but... "Ah!"
THe white cat jumped on me and took off my locket on my neck, which I nearly forgot about since I've never taken it off. The cat ran out the window with it.
"Hey! No! That's mine! Give it back you!" I jumped out of the window without hesitation. The cat jumped from roof to roof. I followed it til ends met. "Come back here! ......huh?" I noticed that Train was also chasing after the cat. He was surprisingly fast. Too fast.
He caught up to the cat and grabbed it. I caught up and stop for a breather. "Thanks." I panted.
Train took the locket out of his mouth. For some odd reason, he didn't give it back to me. I looked up to see what the problem was. My locket was opened. Train stared at the picutre inside for more than a minute now. I was worried.
"You okay?" I asked.
Train snapped out of it. "...yeah." He gave back the locket and put down the cat as it ran away. "That picture..."
"Hm. It's me and Saya when we were little." I put back on my locket. "It maybe old, but it's very important to me."
"You two must be really close." He said with a sad look in his eyes.
"Uh-huh. We've always been." I closed the locket. "But what about you? You look like you have a little crush on her or something." I smiled.
Train blushed, "No way." He looked away.
I laughed. "You're an amazing person, you know that?"
Train looked at me, like I was some kind of freak.
"I really mean it. I mean, you stalked me, brought me to your place, trying to treat me to some of your milk..." I stopped and thought about what I just said. "Oh no! Wait. That's not what I really meant, um, what I was trying to say is that I really like it that you helped me retrieve me locket back. And your sincerity is really funny and thoughtful." I smiled. "Geez, sometimes I wonder what I'm trying to say...well, to put it in simplier terms, I'm glad that I met you and I'm even more glad that you're friends with Saya."
Train didn't reply back or said anything. By the time I knew it, we got back to his place.