Fate is Unexpected in Disguise
Summary: I was walking along the sidewalk on my way to a nearby grocery store. It was midnight, the moon shining brightly above me. "I don't think it's a good idea to walk at this time of night," a soft chuckling followed. I quickly turned, half expecting a knife to my throat but relaxed when it was just the same girl.
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Italics are Character's thoughts.
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Chapter 4: Bubbles, Cameras, and Kittens
Heather's POV
5 days later...
I sat at my desk worn-out and bored out of my mind. It's been five days since I last saw Naya. Five long lonely days. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! You should of gotten her number when you had the chance! I berated myself.
"You okay there Heather?" Chris asked, worried. I forced a small convincing smile.
"I'm okay Chris," I said. He nodded still worried. I looked at the time and saw it was half past one. I glanced outside and saw it was a beautiful day. I longed to go out and just relax. Chris saw me eying the door.
"You know Heather you can go home if you want. You didn't have to come today." I didn't have anything better to do.
"What? No, I can stick around it's no problem." Yes it is.
"Look at you Heather. You need some fresh air! I can take care of the store while you're gone. It's not like it's crazy busy here."
"You sure? I always lock up at night."
"No no no. You go out! You look like a tired mess and it pains me to see you like that. Plus I can always get Tina to come by if the store does and miraculously becomes busy. "
"If you really think so... I guess," I shrugged. He smiled triumphantly. I grabbed and my long green coat and scarf to match and headed outside. I waved goodbye to Chris and proceeded to walk to the familiar bus stop. I smiled inwardly, remembering that this was where Naya and I met for the first time. I sighed, I felt my heart clench.
Could you get a heart attack from loving too much?
Before I could berate myself mentally, small bubbles floated in front of me. Surprised, I continued to watch as a new string of bubbles floated near my right where the city park was. I walked through some trees until I came to an open field. I looked around wondering where these orbs of floating liquid were coming from. Soon a set of newly formed bubbles came floating near me, almost making a path for me. I continued to follow the bubbles popping them along the way.
I expected to come across a kid not...
Naya.
Again my heart clenched but not because of my sadness but because I was overjoyed. Naya laid on a bench quietly. What is she doing here? She was dressed in a simple white long-sleeved shirt and black skinny jeans with black converse shoes. She wore a grey fedora hat that made her look like a news reporter. I thought she looked really adorable. I stood hiding behind a tree wanting to relish in the moment longer. I really hoped I didn't look like a stalker which was probably what I was doing.
She huffed loudly and seemed a bit frustrated. Naya held a small purple container and a small plastic stick. She began blowing the bubbles and then swiftly brought a pro-looking camera to snap at it. Before she could the bubbles floated near where I was.
"Why the hell do these bubbles keep moving?" Again she tried. I smiled at her failed attempts. Once again she tried but this time she held the bubble wand in one hand and her camera in the other. She quickly blew and dropped the wand bringing the camera to her eyes quickly snapping at it. "Got it!"
She closed the bubble container and examined the picture she took. I watched as her face turned in to a confused look. Slowly she looked over her shoulder and before I could hide behind the tree again her eyes met mine.
Shit.
"Heather?" Naya says. Since hiding behind the tree was futile, I came out of hiding and smiled shamefaced. "How long have you been standing there?"
"Uh, not long," I said looking down. She turned around to face me fully.
"Oh. Well do you want to join me? Or better yet help me?" I looked up to see her smiling face and the purple container in hand.
"Really?" She nodded her head and motioned me to sit with her. I obliged and took the bubbles. We both sat on opposite ends of the bench facing each other. "So what do you want me to do?"
"All you got to do is blow bubbles," she said happily. I nodded back merrily. "Okay, ready?"
I brought the bubble wand in front of my mouth and blew softly. A string of multicolored bubbles floated I front of me not blowing away. Naya quickly took the pictures before they could once again escape.
"The bubbles seem to like you better than me," she joked. I laughed lightly.
"So is this like your secret passion?" I asked.
"Yeah, but I guess it's not that secret anymore," Naya adjusted her camera. (Unknowingly to Heather, she didn't know that Naya was looking at the picture of her.)"How about you? What's your secret?"
"I can't tell you."
"And why not?" She scooted closer to me so that her legs touched mine.
"'Cause then it wouldn't be a secret anymore," I whispered. She quirked an eyebrow at me.
"But I like secrets," she pouted cutely. How could I resist that? Resist Heather!
"No-" Resist! "Maybe another time," I said. She placed her camera back into her bag carefully.
"Pleease," she whined. I shook my head again and she pouted.
"Meanie," she mumbled. I looked at her and before she could understand what was happening I was tickling her sides hard. She squealed loudly and fell backwards onto the bench. She was at the mercy of my hands.
"H-heather! S-stop!" She was laughing and was trying to wiggle out of my grasp. I couldn't help but laugh along.
"Take what you said back!" I laughed. She shook her head and entitled me to continue tickling her mercilessly. She tried to push my arms off but I was stronger.
"Uncle!" She inhaled. Her eyes were almost crying when I finally stopped. We were both out of breathe and were both still laughing. I softly grabbed her hand and pulled her into a sitting position. She instantly wrapped her arms around my waist, burying her face into my shoulder.
"I take what I said back," she laughed into my shoulder. I shuddered as I felt her breathe hitting my neck repeatedly.
"I forgive you," I said sweetly. She looked up at me, mocha brown eyes meeting cerulean ones. She smiled and snuggled into my side more. I saw something shiny in the grass. I stare at it for a little bit before reaching down to grab it.
"How did you get my phone?" Naya asks.
"It was on the ground." I turned it on and searched through her contacts.
"What are you doing now HeMo?" When I didn't answer she looks up at my smiling face. "Why is you face like that?" She pokes my cheek softly while I put in my cell number.
"What face?" I ask innocently. She snatches her phone out of my hand.
She laughs when she sees the name I put in her contacts. "Heather is Awesome?"
"Why thank you Naya," I laugh as she changes the name.
"Look." I look at the screen name.
Heather is Hot ;)
"I u-uh. Gah!" I held her tighter as she laughs loudly.
We stayed like that for a couple more minutes until I heard a small mewl.
"Naya? Did you hear that?" I asked.
"Hear what?"
Mewl.
"That," I let go of Naya and looked under the bench. Hiding under some leaves was a small bundle of black fur. It was obviously really cold for the kitten because it was shaking. "Naya look under the bench."
Once she looked, her eyes widened at the sight of the tiny kitten.
"Aw poor thing," she got off the bench and knelt near the bedraggled kitten. She slowly took her fedora off so not to scare him away. "Come here little guy. I'm not gonna hurt you."
I almost melted at the sight of Naya being so kind towards the kitten. I watched as she plucked the leaves off of him and scooped him into her hat. "Look he doesn't have a collar."
"I don't think cats really need collars," I said. "They're mostly indoors."
She sat back down facing me with the kitten. I stroked his fur. "You think he has a family?" Naya says.
"I don't know. We should check if he has one of those microchips in his fur or something," I suggested.
"That's a good idea. Do you know where the nearest Animal Shelter is?"
"I think there's one just around where I work." I remembered a small clinic with pet ads over the windows.
"Lead the way HeMo!" She grabbed my hand while she held the kitten close to her, trying to keep it warm. I smiled widely enjoying the contact of her warm hands in my cold ones.
We walked past Trader's Bookshop and I glanced inside. I saw Chris at the desk reading. I tapped the glass and waited for him to look up. He saw us, waved and mouth a "Hello". He seemed to be eying our hand holding and smirked. I heard the kitten mewl softly. Naya seemed to have trouble carrying the hat and her bag.
"Here let me carry your bag Nay," I took her bag off her shoulders and put it around mine. She sighed gratefully.
"You called me Nay..." She looked up as we walked.
Shit. How did I let that slip?
"Oh sorry, I didn't mean-" I dropped her hand and she laughed lightly.
"Heather, it's okay I don't mind," Naya says. She nudged my arm playfully, letting me know that it's okay. She took my hand once again and squeezed it affectionately.
As we rounded a corner I spotted the small pet shelter.
"There it is," I pointed to the pet shelter across the street. We walked to the cross walk and waited for it to turn green. As we walked up to the pet shelter we looked inside to find other puppies and kittens.
"They're so cute," Naya pointed to a small litter of chihuahuas. Not as cute as you.
"Come on let's get this kitten a home," I said with a smile. We entered the shelter and were greeted by an Asian girl.
"Hey there! I'll be out in a few!" The girl said. Naya and I walked up to the counter and waited. The Asian girl came out holding a puppy in her arms. "Hello, sorry to keep you waiting. My name's Jenna and what can I help you with?"
"Hi, we found this little guy in the park and wanted to see if he belonged to anyone," Naya placed the fedora on top of the counter where the kitten seemed to be sleeping.
"Oh, yeah sure!" Jenna gently picked him up. "Come, follow me."
Jenna led us into a small room in the back of the shelter. Inside was a small metal table and in another corner was a sliver cage of birds. I took a seat in one of the chairs while Naya stood interested in what Jenna was doing.
Jenna took out a device that looked like a scanner and brought it over the kitten's body.
"What are you doing now?" Naya asks.
"I'm scanning to see if his owner put a chip in him if he was ever lost," Jenna replies. She brings the scanner over the his body a couple times before shaking her head. "It doesn't seem that he has a chip."
"So what does that mean now?" I ask.
"Well either we keep him here or one of you can take him home," Jenna says smiling.
"Really? We can?" I said excitedly.
"Yes," she laughs. "All you have to do is fill out a form and send a picture or a description of your home."
"Naya!" "Heather!" We say simultaneously. Jenna stares at us confused.
"Nay, you should take care of the kitten," I say quickly.
"What? No, I want you to take care of him. My landlord doesn't allow pets," she shrugs.
"So I take it that Heather here will be taking care of him?" Jenna asks. Naya picks him up and places him on my lap. I nod as the kitten tries to bat away my finger. "Alright then! Heather here's the form." She hands me a clipboard with a yellow piece of paper. Jenna then exits the room.
I sit criss-crossed on the chair and try to work out the form. Every now and then I would glance at Naya and she would gaze at me lovingly. I felt my walls come down when I'm near her. I looked down at the kitten.
What do you think of Naya?
Mewl.
Yeah, me too.
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A/N: Hello again everyone! I hoped you enjoyed this chapter! I think I have everything planned out now for this story! Very happy with reviews and each follower or favorite I burst into happiness!
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