A few days flew by and I started to remember things chunks at a time, first it was my parents and Alyssa and kept growing from there. Most of the time I was on the couch (against my will); with Alyssa shoving food down my throat and treating me like I was an incapable child. She barley even let me reach for the remote till she was at my side smacking me and telling me to quit it. I lay on the couch and thought about Landon most of the time as much as I didn't want to admit it.
I brushed my hair back and pulling it into a ponytail before climbing from the couch as quiet as I could; I walked toward the blue cordless phone and walked into the bathroom.
"You shouldn't be up!" I heard Alyssa yell from her bedroom. I sighed and ran into the bathroom slamming the door so she couldn't come get me.
" I'm going pee if you must know, and I thought you were asleep!" I yelled I could here the echo from the tile and smiled.
" I am" she yelled dejectedly. I rolled my eyes and muffled the phone under my shirt as I dialed the numbers haphazardly and turned on the shower so she couldn't hear.
"Hello" I heard the voice I was so familiar with and I felt a tingling sensation go through my body.
"Landon" I asked the person even though I knew it was him. I smiled and sat down on the toilet closing the lib so I didn't get the back of my jeans wet.
"…Maya, are you alright?" I heard an alarm like quality in his voice, which made me think about of how he must want me to be alright and I felt a smile spread across my face.
"Yeah yes I'm fine, umm can you come over, I need to talk to you" I said nervously.
"I don't think that's a good idea" I heard him dismiss the idea and my stomach hit the floor.
"Please" I said trying to hide the sadness in my voice.
"Okay but I
can only stay for a little" he said and hung up the phone. I smiled
and turned off the shower walking out of the room feeling like I had
just won the NFL.
I swung open the door feeling amazing until I
came face to face with Alyssa a scowl was on her face, and I knew
what she knew I had just done.
"what was that?" she asked in a motherly tone, the kind you always hated to hear cause you knew they caught you. I smiled
"uh what was what" I said trying to give the most innocent smile I owned. It didn't fly with her she just kept an in-different face.
"The phone call" she said she said raising one eyebrow. I grimaced and felt like I did when I was twelve and got caught sneaking out in the middle of the night. Her face broke into a smile and my body Un-tensed.
"I know it was to Landon, and I'm happy… I'm going shopping" she said smiling a happy smile, I smiled back and she winked and grabbed her purse on her way out the door.
I smiled and then I remembered that Landon was coming over and I had been lying on the couch for a few days. I ran to my room and threw on my favorite outfit with was always lying on the top of my dresser, and I yanked my hair out of my ponytail running a brush through it quickly it was now when I was thanking my genes that I had naturally straight hair that never tangled. I grabbed my makeup bag and only put on foundation before hearing a knock. I shoved the bag away and went toward the door; I looked in the little mirror before opening the door. I made sure I looked presentable at least then opened the door slowly to revel Landon standing there with messy bed- head hair and gashes and scratches across his face which was almost healed. My heart thumped as he stood there avoiding my direct gaze.
"May I come in" he said looking at me.
"Yeah" I said ushering him inside.
He walked in looking around the room for anything that seemed different.
"What did you need?" he said looking down at me.
" Uhh, honestly, I wanted to know why you left" I said looking at my bare feet drumming on the floorboards rhythmically.
"Because I had to" he said and started pacing around the table before pulling out my house warming chair which still had the little stain on it. I pulled up the chair across from him sitting quietly.
"Care to explain" I said looking at him.
"You know too much about me and at times that I see you I feel too happy and if you left, and didn't come back, I couldn't deal with that" he said slowly watching and gauging my emotions.
"So you left? That makes no sense" I said looking at him.
"I know but I don't know what to do" he said looking at me emotion clouded over his eyes and he genuinely looked like he felt every word, which made me excited and upset at the same time.
"Can you just stay, please?" I asked looking at him.
"Then I would need to tell you everything..." he said looking at me once again the same nervousness in his eyes.
" ok I can handle it" I said looking at him reaching out for his hand. He took mine hesitantly and began slowly to explain.
"You see how strong I am" he said looking at me his hand was shaking under mine but it felt so good that it was back under mine.
"Yeah" I said nodding
"It's because of my culture" he said slowly watching me. trailing off.