Two extremely long days passed. Slow. Work only started tomorrow. Then I would be there and not here, unaccompanied and lonely. It was a nine hour shift, not too bad. I've worked longer. My days consisted of: waking up late, rummaging around for food, eating, T.V, more eating, more T.V, and then Aunt Maya would come home and we'd chat. I was like a dog waiting for its owner.
"Hey Caia, can you help me with the groceries?" said a voice from the front door.
"Sure thing Auntie!" I called back. Peeling myself from the leather couch, I sauntered toward the door.
"Hiya Caia." Said another cheery voice, a deep laugh soon followed.
"Oh shit." I managed to mutter.
"Caia, what have I told you about swearing?" The deep voice said sternly.
"You're here again?" I asked.
"Come on you two; stop quarrelling and do some work." Auntie said with a cheerful smile.
With a huff, I gave him a snarl and picked up some bags. He followed close behind.
"So Caia, I see you're still in a bad mood." He stated.
Looking up at him, I could tell he was just making conversation, trying to make me feel better. I wasn't working. A sudden melancholy feeling washed over me. "Thanks for noticing." Was all I could come up with. There was a small sigh that came from him, I couldn't help but feel wretched.
After the last can and pack of noodles were put away, a pair of swift arms wrapped around my torso. I was engulfed by this huge and curiously warm body. I let him hold me for a while. Everything was coming back now, even more powerful than before. Slowly pulling his arms off, I spun around to look up at his tall frame. His eyes; there it was. Love.