Bear with me please. Things will start happening soon, and quite a lot of history will be unfolded.
Chapter 3, Deviously deviant
It's raining again so I take my refugee in a small but cozy café. It's about lunchtime, so it's kinda crowded in here.
I sit down by the only table that's avaliable, not too far from the door. A waitress comes up to me and asks me what I want, and I order a coffee. I can drink and eat normal food, and it would look weird if I just sit here without ordering anything.
After I had left Tiinas appartment, I felt that I just needed to get away. I needed to get away from her, from my thoughts and from my mistakes. I got to the busstation and jumped on the first bus that came. It took me here. A new city, new people, new opportunities.
After only a few minutes the door to the café opens, letting the cold air inside. I'm staring down into my coffee, my mind somewhere completely different. However, my focus is drawn back to the real world as I hear someone speak. I look up into a pair of green eyes, they look questioning.
-"Sorry, I don't understand finish..." I say, and the owner of the eyes smiles apologetically. Great, an other idiot here to waste my time.
-"Ah, no, I'm the one who's sorry. I didn't know. Haha. Anyway, what I asked was if I can sit down here?" He says and points to the chair opposite of me. "You see, the café is packed full, and you're the only one in here that looks... somewhat my style." He continues when I don't answer.
-"Sure. Sit down." I simply reply, my voice sounding completely unitrested. More unintrested than I find myself being when he ignores my tone and flashes me a smile as he takes off his jacket and seats himself opposite of me.
As the waitress comes to take his order I study him closer. His brilliant green eyes are lined rather heavily by black eyeliner, and his bangs constantly fall into them. His hair is cut in a similar way to mine, only his bangs are a lot shorter and his hair is very spiked at the back of his head. My hair is just looking a bit messy right now, since I haven't done anything with it. He's wearing a black sleeveless t-shirt and black, faded, kinda torn jeans with a studded belt. Around his neck he's wearing a rather thick silver chain, and at both arms he has thick leather bracelets. His green eyes seems to sparkle with joy of life, and his lips are slightly curled into a smile, showing his white teeth.
Overall, this guy looks good. I just seem to like people with this kind of style, that's why I had chosen it for myself, but it's not only his style that looks good, he does too. He is quite beautiful. Not as beautiful as I am though, but he's beautiful in an other way. In a more human, natural way.
Once the waitress has taken his order and gone away he shifts his focus back to me.
-"Oh, I'm sorry, I dind't even introduce myself properly, hehe. I'm Vivian, and no, that's not a girls name. Guys can be named that too!" He says with a smile on his face, almost as if he had assumed I would incline that it is, in fact, a girls name.
-"Right. I'm Randy." I reply, raising a brow. "And I sure hope that's not a girls name either then..." I add, which makes Vivian laugh.
-"Haha, nah, I don't think it is. I've never met a girl called Randy at least."
-"But you have met a girl called Vivian then?" I ask. He nods and smiles.
-"Yeah. Only it wasn't spelled the same way. ...I think."
-"Here you go..." The waitress places his order on the table; a larg cup of coffee and a baugette. He starts eating and I take a sip of my own coffee as silence falls upon us.
-"So... I take it that you're not from around here? Since you don't know finish..." He explains as I eye him suspiciously.
-"No. I'm not. I'm from Egypt actually..." I say and he looks at me rather surprised.
-"Really? I would never have guessed! I mean, I don't know much about Egypt, but most people there are rather ugly, aren't they? ...Oh, I'm sorry, I must've offended you now! I didn't mean to say that you're ugly or anything, cause you're not. Hell, you look really good, if you want my oppinion..." He says as he gives me a flirty smile, which make me a bit surprised, which he must've noticed. "Oh, I'm sorry... You must think I'm really weird, right?"
-"Yeah." I nod but smile at him, and he laughs again. I decide that I like this guy, but I don't intend to show it. He has this very cheery aura around him. It makes me forget my troubles and worries for a while. Most people that I have met so far has given me strange looks and distanced themselves from me, but not this guy, even though I am pretty much giving him the cold shoulder and not paying much intrest to him. Seeing he's still chatting away with me amuses me somewhat. You're not quite like other people, are you, Vivian? I wonder if he's ignoring the unintrested tone of my voice, or if he's just not noticing it? I decide to play along and keep the conversation going, to see where it will lead. Besides, I feel mysef drawn to him in some strange way, making me want to get to know him. To figure him out. To get to know his weaknesses, his fears and his flaws, so that I can use that knowledge and play it against him. Why? Why not? It's not like I have anything better to do right now, and I might as well try my best to amuse myself somehow.
-"Not to scare you or anything, but yes, I am bisexual. You probably figured that out already though, since I said that you look good and all. Yeah..." He explains. Bisexual? Am I supposed to know what that is? "Not to scare you or anything"? As if you could ever do that.
-"You don't scare me." I reply, my voice sounding more sarcastic than I intended. Vivian doesn't seem bothered by it, though.
-"What are you doing here then? Not to pry or anything... I'm just curious, but you don't have to answer."
-"Actually, I'm looking for someone." I say, tilting my head and looking at him, hoping that maybe he would know anything about her, even though I know the chances are slim, if there even is a chance at all.
-"Oh aren't we all..." He says jokingly and chuckles a bit. I don't chuckle, laugh, or even smile. Mostly because I don't understand the joke. "Anyway, who?"
-"Well, that's the thing. I... uhm. I can't remember who she is." I say, deciding that I trust this Vivian. He seems like a nice guy, and telling him some stuff from my past would probably not be too dangerous. Besides, if he proves to be a problem, I can get rid of him without much of a fuss. He laughs when I saythat I don't remember though.
-"Well I bet it's difficult finding someone when you don't know who you're looking for. But why don't you remember? You met her at a party and were too drunk to remember her or something?" Why does everyone assume that I'm some kinda drunken person? Do I really seem that strange? I better improve my acting a bit.
-"No. I met her in Egypt. It was a long time ago. I... uhm. I had an accident, which caused me to lose my memories. So I can't remember who she is, I only know that she's important to me. The only thing I can remember is her face..." I'm still a good liar, though.
-"Oh. I'm sorry to hear that. Anyway... Is she pretty?" He asks smiling.
-"I wouldn't say that she's 'pretty', but rather beautiful. Long black hair, big eyes that always sparkle of life. Oh, and she has one blue eye and one black. Perfect lips, perfect skin... Although she's a bit short." I describe her just as I saw her in my memories, and Vivian nods and chuckles when I say that she's short.
-"Different colour of her eyes? That's not too common. It's probably details like that which will prove useful if you're asking around for her. She sounds really beautiful though."
-"She is. Everything about her is perfect. She kinda reminds me of you though, always happy." I say a bit jokingly and Vivian smiles again, seeming glad that I finally opened up, since I had been completely serious and even a bit stiff up to now.
-"I'll take that as a compliment. But, you said you lost your memories.. Did you lose all memories, or just some?"
-"All. But a few have started to come back to me. Though only sequences. That's why I need to find her, Serenity, cause I know that she holds the key to my memories." I explain.
-"Serenity? Is that her name?"
-"No, that's only what I call her. It was just weird saying 'her' all the time, so I'm going with Serenity until I can remember her name again. I mean, I can't even remember my own name." He throws me a confused glance at this. "My passport says Jacoby Randy Romain though. My fake passport." I add.
-"Fake passport eh? You know, your story is rather... cool. It's like something that would be shown on TV. Very dramatic." He laughs.
-"Don't laugh at me." I reply, giving him a warning glare.
-"Sorry, no offense. I just find it all very cool. You must be the most intresting person I've ever met!"
We keep talking like that for another half hour or so. Vivian is very intrested in my story, and when I tell him that I have litterally forgotten everything he says that he feels sorry for me, and if there's anything I don't understand I should just ask him. So I start with asking him what "bisexual" means. He laughs a bit as he looks down at the table, seeming to be thinking about which words to use for a moment, before he explains it to me.
-"Oh." I reply, trying to recall distant and faint memories. Vivian gives me a questioning look. "You're probably the first guy that has ever come on to me." I explain.
-"Really? Hah, I don't believe that. Everyone must be hitting on you all the time. I mean, you do look really good! I'd still be hitting on you if I didn't know that you were in love with Serenity. But that would probably bother you." He says the last sentence a bit more seriously than the previous ones.
-"It wouldn't bother me. I wouldn't mind." I quickly comment. I'm not sure why I said it, maybe I just like the attention? Vivian smiles at me again before looking at his watch quickly.
-"I kinda have to go in a few minutes, I have band practice." He explains, sounding a bit regretfull and sad all of a sudden.
-"Oh, I see..." I say, actually a bit sad that he has to leave so soon. I was just beginning to have fun with him.
-"But hey, you know what? You could come if you want to? It won't take too long, and afterwards I could show you some cool shopping places." He sounds as cheery as ever again. It seems nothing can ruin his good mood.
-"Yeah, sure, that'd be great." I say and accept, even though I'm not sure what 'band practice' is. Though it's not like I have anything better to do, so I might as well stick around and find out. We pay the waitress and leave shortly thereafter.
I soon figure out what band practice means, and now afterwards it seems quite obvious. Vivian is in a "band", and they meet and "practice" playing instruments and singing together. All in all, it's called "music". Nothing new there, really. I had listened to a lot of music when I lived, only, that kind of music was very different from what was being played nowadays.
I had listened to some modern music before, mostly because I had found an mp3-player when going through Randys pockets. It had taken me some time to figure out how the thing worked, but I was glad that I had found it, since I learned to appreciate it quickly. I was rather sad when it ran out of batteries though.
I actually like the way the music Vivians band plays sounds. It's slightly similar to the music on Randys mp3, but not all the same.
After they're all done pacticing the other guys leave. Vivian had introduced us before they had started practice, but I've already forgotten everyones names.
I stay in the practice room as Vivian goes upstairs to say goodbye to the rest. It's a rather large cellar they've rented from someone. In there they have a couch, a few chairs and such, and some of their instruments.
At one of the walls there's a large banner hanging. It has pictures of the whole band, and they have all written their names on it.
-"I'm just trying to remember everyones names." I explain when I realize that Vivian is back, and is studying me.
-"You forgot already?" He teases.
-"Yeah, I have a terrible memory, remember?" I say, sounding only half serious.
-"Right, right. I guess that I can't expect you to remember their names when you don't even remember your own."
-"Exactly."
-"Well, I believe I told you that I'd show you some great stores and stuff? Still want a tour of the city?"
-"Yeah, sure."
-"Anyway, how long are you in town? And where are you staying?" Vivian asks me when we're done with our little tour and have gotten seated in a café.
-"Actually I don't know how long I'll stay." I start as I sip my coffee carefully, making sure it's not too hot. "And I'm not staying anywhere at the moment. I spent the night at some girl's house. Hooked up with her last night when I arrived here. So I guess I have to find a hotel or something."
-"Well, you could stay at my place, if you want to..." He says and I'm not sure if he's being serious or not. "But maybe that was a bit too straightforward of me. I mean, we've only known each other for like a few hours. For all you know I could be some crazy ass psycho killer, haha!" Well, I believe that it's rather the opposite. For all you know I could be a crazy ass psycho killer. Maybe I am? Am I? Am I a killer? Am I heartless? "But seriously, if you have nowhere else to go you could stay at my place." He continues, drawing me away from my thoughts. I'm quiet for a while, thinking about it, but realizing that I don't have enough money to afford a room at a hotel, I decide that it would probably be my best option - if not my only option.
-"Yeah, actually that would be really really nice of you. It would save me a lot of trouble." I can spend the night with him, or at least most of the night. Then I can take his money and be out of there before he even realizes what's happened. And if all else fails, I can just kill him.
-"Cool. Finish your coffee and we'll start heading over there. It's not that far away, but it's easiest to take a bus there." So we finish our coffee rather swiftly and Vivian, being the nice guy he is, pays for both of us.
The busstop is just across the street, and we don't have to wait for long until the bus comes there. The bus is rather crowded however, so I end up sitting next to some girl who's talking to what seems to be two of her friends sitting in front of us. Vivian has to sit in the back, between two elderly ladies. He gives me evil glares as I snicker at him when the ladies start talking rather loudly to each other. He puts two of his fingers to his head, like a gun, and pretends to shoot himself when they seem to start talking about something gross. I shake my head at him and laugh before I turn my head back around to look straight ahead again. That's when I notice the girl next to me glancing at me and smiling shyly every now and then, in between when she's talking to her friends.
When the bus stops a few stops after the one we had gotten on at, a guy across from me, on the other side of the aisle gets off, and Vivian hurries up to take his place.
-"What, you got tired of the nice ladies?" I ask him smirking, and he pretends to give me a cold glare and tells me to shut up. Then he seems to notice the girl next to me, and he starts to listen to their conversation. After only a short while he takes up his cellphone, and types something on it. He hands it over to me when he's done, and I look at the small screen.
They don't think either of us understand finish, haha.
The girl next to you is saying that you're hot, and the
ones up front are urging her to talk to you, haha :P
I hand him back his phone after reading what he had typed and give him a weird look, though he just responds with a smirk.
At the next stop the guy next to Vivian gets off, so he moves in to the seat next to the widow, so that I can take the seat next to him. The girl I had been sitting next to looks a bit disappointed, and her friends in front of her seems to be teasing her. Vivian snickers and leans over to me, whispering in my ear.
-"Her friends are saying that she was stupid not to talk to you, and letting you 'off the hook'. Haha. And she's defending herself with saying that a guy like you probably would have had a girlfriend." I smile a little, feeling a bit flattered. After only a few seconds I can see Vivians face light up as he smiles broadly. "I just came up with a great idea!" He whispers to me, his eyes glowing mischievously.
-"What?"
-"Well, the girl said that she thought you had a girlfriend... Why not make some fun of her?"
-"What do you mean?" I ask, raising a brow suspiciously.
-"Well, since she was sure you had a girlfriend, why not pretened that you have a boyfriend?" He says with an evil grin spread across his face. I give him a rather sarcastic look before asking him just how he had planned on doing that. "Why I'll kiss you, of course!" He explains, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. I chuckle a bit, giving him a glance as to ask him if he's just joking, but the look in his eyes is dead serious.
-"Ah, fine. Sure, go ahead." I sigh and the wide grin returns to his face once again. Such a lousy excuse just to get to kiss me. Couldn't you come up with anything better, Vivian? We sit back like normal again, and Vivian keeps listening to the conversation the girls are having, whispering short reports to me every now and then to fill me in.
After a while he seems to have decided that the "right moment" has come, and he leans a bit forward, pushing me back into my seat and starts to lean in. This definintely catches the girls's attention, and all of them look rather surprised when Vivian presses his lips against mine. I close my eyes and try my best not to laugh at first, but after a while I just relax and start kissing him back. This feels somewhat familliar, and strangely nice. Almost as if I've done this before, or at least something similar... I put one of my arms around his neck, pulling him a bit closer, and I know that he's smiling as I do this. He moves his lips away from mine just enough so that the girls can see him run his tongue across my lips. I open my eyes and glance over at the girls quickly. All three of them are staring at us wide-eyed, so I have to close my eyes quickly to avoid laughing.
Vivian pulls away shortly thereafter, pressing the stop-button, informing me that we're getting off at the next stop. As we get up and start to make our way off the bus, the three girls all turn their heads after us, and as we walk past them to the exit doors, Vivian says something in finish, which makes all of them blush and look away.
-"What did you say?" I ask as we've gotten off the bus and start to walk away.
-"I told them we weren't really gay." He says and I laugh at this, realizing what a total shock that must've been for the girls to hear, since they thought that neither of us understood finish. Vivian is getting more and more fascinating for each passing minute, it seems. What an intresting person. He reminds me of myself in some aspects.
After walking for only a few minutes we reach an appartment building which we make our way into. Vivian lives at the fifth floor, so we take the elevator up there. Once up he unlocks the door and lets me in, showing me where I can hang my jacket.
-"Uhm, it's a bit messy up here right now. I haven't really had the time for cleaning lately, though please, make yourself at home. Anyway, you hungry?" He asks as he heads into the kitchen to take a look in the refridgerator.
-"Not really..." I reply as I have a look around in the appartment. It's not very large, but it's not very small either. The kitchen, to the right when you enter, is fairly large, with a dining table for four. Straight ahead is the living room, where in one of the corners there's a rather large couch, and a TV with some videogames around it. In the opposite corner of the room there's a computer, some speakers, a guitarr and some other electronic stuff which I don't recognize. My knowledge of modern technology isn't that up to date yet. Next to the computer is a set drums as well.
-"You sure you're not hungry?" Vivian asks as he enters the livingroom with a sandwich in his handn, and I shake my head in response. He makes his way over to the couch, throws away some clothes and stuff that are in the way and flips down on it. I follow his initiative, clearing some space on the couch as Vivian turns on the TV. He flips through the channels, though there's nothing intresting on, so we end up playing videogames instead. I pretty much suck at all of them, since I've never ever played one before, but of course I can't tell Vivian that.
-"I just suck at these kinda things..." I explain.
-"Yeah, so do I. I'm not good with my fingers. Except for when it comes to playing the guitarr." He says and smiles. "Can you play any instrument by the way? I forgot to ask you earlier."
-"Well, not really. I mean, I don't really remember..."
-"Oh, right... I forgot." He says and gives me an apologetic look, however his face soon lights up with a smile again. "I guess there's only one way to find out though. You could try playing some." He continues as he gets up from the couch and heads over to the guitarr and the drums, motioning for me to follow. "What do you wanna try, drums or guitarr?"
-"Whichever is easier." I reply, and he chuckles a bit.
-"Well, personally I think that it's easier to learn to play the drums. But that's just me."
-"Well, I suppose I'll try that then." I reply and Vivian nods. He starts with showing me some easy beats to play, and I soon start to get the hang of it – it's not at all as difficult as I had thought it would be, or maybe I'm just a natural?
Time just seems to fly by, and before we know it, it's starting to get late, and the neighbours are starting to get tired of our noise, so we decide it probably would be best to call it a day.
-"You could sleep on the couch I guess, but otherwise I have a really large bed, so we could share. Unless you think that's intimidating or something." Vivian says teasingly as we're getting ready to go to bed. We end up sharing his bed, because we realize it would take ages to clean the couch off enough for me to sleep on it.
As we're lying in bed, Vivian tells me a bit more about himself, and we talk about what's happened during the day.
-"Though the funniest thing was definitely the girls on the bus..." Vivian says and I laugh slightly.
-"Oh yeah. That was fun." I agree. Vivian rolls over so that he's facing me and looks at me with that mischievous look in his eyes again. "What?" I ask, raising a brow.
-"You're a good kisser." He starts, and I know that there's a 'but' coming. "Though I didn't get any tongue." He adds after a while and pouts, which makes me laugh a bit, seeing it's not quite what I had expected to hear. "Don't laugh." He starts, but he's laughing a bit himself.
-"Are you sad because you got no tongue?" I ask with a fake voice, and he nods and pretends to be on the verge of tears.
-"Mhmm... What are you gonna do about it? You've gotta cheer me up..." He continues, and he's having some trouble with maintaining his sad act, being about to laugh.
-"Do I have to do something? I was planning on simply ignoring you." I joke and he pouts again.
-"Meh! Fine." He rolls over, pretending to be hurt. I sigh, grab his arm to roll him onto his back again before I press my lips onto his. He seems a bit surprised at first, but it doesn't take long until he's kissing me back, and this time there's lots of tongue.
-"Are you happy again now?" I ask teasingly as I slowly pull away from him. He smiles but shakes his head.
-"You're such a tease." He says and I raise an eyebrow at this. "Kissing me all of a sudden like that. Now I only want more. Teaser." The tone of his voice is light, joking, but a part of him seems serious. I don't say anything at this, I'm lost in thoughts. Is this also unfair to Serenity? I mean, I am kissing someone else.. But it's just for fun, it doesn't mean anything... Therefore it doesn't count, right? No, it doesn't count. After all, I'm only doing this because Vivian might prove useful. And besides, it's fun to toy with him like this. I'm only doing it because it's fun. I'm soon pulled away from my thoughts by Vivian waving a hand in front of my face.
-"Huh?"
-"You really spaced out there..." He says, and I nod. We're both silent for a while before Vivian speaks again. "Can I get another kiss though?" I snicker a bit, but lean back over him, kissing him again. The kiss is rather soft at first, no tongue, just our lips barely touching, but Vivian places an arm around my neck, deepening the kiss. A few minutes later I'm lying ontop of him, and we're still kissing. This seems to last for several hours, though it's probably just a matter of a few minutes. It's funny how time works like that...
Once we stop kissing I'm still lying ontop of him, my head against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.
-"I knew you would warm up to me sooner or later." His voice is soft, and for once it holds a rather serious tone.
-"Hm?"
-"You acted all cold and distant in the beginning, but I knew that you would warm up to me if you only gave me a chance. I'm glad that you finally decided to drop the act and show your true self." You have no idea how far, yet close to the truth you are.
-"I guess I'm just a bad actor." I reply, trying to sound casual, even though my statement is far from the truth. After all, I'm even acting now, without Vivian realizing it. Doesn't that make me a good actor? But why am I even bothering with acting? Why am I being nice to him like this? Why do I even like being nice to him? And why am I so happy when I'm with him? I haven't felt like this at all during the 2 months I've been back.. At least not before I met him. Is it his cheery aura that's effecting me, or is it something else? It's like his happiness is contagious. Why am I drawn to him, anyway? Is it because he's different from the rest? Kind of just like me, if you think about it, right? A deviant, one who doesn't feel like he truly belongs.