Chapter 8
When he saw me leaning casually against the opening he stared in surprise again, then I called out. "It's OK, I work for him too." I said this sadly. He stared at me in surprise and I could see the conflicting emotions fighting in his head finally he decided to open up.
"You- you do?" He asked cautiously. I nodded.
"David, right?" I asked back. He looked at me and then relaxed.
"Yeah. So how did he get you?" He asked then he blushed. Cute. "You don't have to answer if it's too personal." He added quickly.
"No, that's OK, he heard me crying in an alleyway and invited me to stay at his house." I left the rest to be figured out by the boy. "And you?" He blushed again.
"Well, I was trying to starve myself to death..." He paused trying to see what my reaction was to this. It was obvious he felt ashamed. I tried extra hard to keep my face impassive, even understanding. I ought to be pretty understanding, I had tried it once too. He continued.
"David found me and "invited" me too." He held up his hands and made quotation marks. I smiled, my first really happy smile since David had found me I realized. "Uh..." He paused again as if debating whether or not to ask a question.
"Go ahead and ask." I said. I felt sorry for his shyness and decided to try and make him more comfortable. He stared in surprise then recovered.
"Uh... what's your name?" He asked. I smiled again.
"Duo, Duo Maxwell." I reached my hand out and shook his hand. "Pleasure to meetcha."
"My name is Quatre Rebarba Winner." He said shyly.
"A mouthful." I said in surprise at the length of his name and then smiled for the third time. If I hang with him I might even be able to become used to smiling again. "I think I'll just stick to your first name." Then I paused. "Or whatever I decide to call you." I thought a minute.
"I've got it, Q. Short and one syllable, easy for me to remember." He laughed at this. We talked a lot more that day completely forgetting to steal. I found out that he lived right next door to me. To think all that time and I never even knew he lived next to me. It turned out that after David had tried his new drug on me he had tried it out on other people to. Quatre was also under the red syringe.
When he saw me leaning casually against the opening he stared in surprise again, then I called out. "It's OK, I work for him too." I said this sadly. He stared at me in surprise and I could see the conflicting emotions fighting in his head finally he decided to open up.
"You- you do?" He asked cautiously. I nodded.
"David, right?" I asked back. He looked at me and then relaxed.
"Yeah. So how did he get you?" He asked then he blushed. Cute. "You don't have to answer if it's too personal." He added quickly.
"No, that's OK, he heard me crying in an alleyway and invited me to stay at his house." I left the rest to be figured out by the boy. "And you?" He blushed again.
"Well, I was trying to starve myself to death..." He paused trying to see what my reaction was to this. It was obvious he felt ashamed. I tried extra hard to keep my face impassive, even understanding. I ought to be pretty understanding, I had tried it once too. He continued.
"David found me and "invited" me too." He held up his hands and made quotation marks. I smiled, my first really happy smile since David had found me I realized. "Uh..." He paused again as if debating whether or not to ask a question.
"Go ahead and ask." I said. I felt sorry for his shyness and decided to try and make him more comfortable. He stared in surprise then recovered.
"Uh... what's your name?" He asked. I smiled again.
"Duo, Duo Maxwell." I reached my hand out and shook his hand. "Pleasure to meetcha."
"My name is Quatre Rebarba Winner." He said shyly.
"A mouthful." I said in surprise at the length of his name and then smiled for the third time. If I hang with him I might even be able to become used to smiling again. "I think I'll just stick to your first name." Then I paused. "Or whatever I decide to call you." I thought a minute.
"I've got it, Q. Short and one syllable, easy for me to remember." He laughed at this. We talked a lot more that day completely forgetting to steal. I found out that he lived right next door to me. To think all that time and I never even knew he lived next to me. It turned out that after David had tried his new drug on me he had tried it out on other people to. Quatre was also under the red syringe.