It was after Nine in the morning when Han pulled his car up in front of his house, He went up unlocking the door and was greeted with the smell of breakfast.
He shut the door a little louder then he meant to and heard the crash when Casey jumped dropped a plate and it smashed to the floor. When he entered the kitchen she was down on her knees picking it up.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean too I thought you'd like breakfast as a thank you...I'm sorry" He shook his head setting his keys on the counter top.
"No, It's fine don't worry about it"
He got down to help but she pushed his hands away and he noticed the scars marring the back of them.
"I got it please, Go sit down and I'll bring you something" He stood backing away from the strange girl.
Her hair still was in her eyes covering her face from his view and he noticed despite the hot weather she had on long sleeves again. Was the rest of her as scarred up as her hands? The thought made him a little queasy and curious.
He went to the small table in the dining room and it wasn't long before she came in. Hair still covering her face, head still down she brought him a plate with scrambled eggs, Bacon and toast.
He was impressed none of the women he spent the night with ever cooked for him and he had been with quite a few.
She didn' t even sit down just backed away from the table.
"Sit down, Get some for yourself" He motioned and she nodded before heading off to the kitchen.
When she came shuffling back in he noticed her limp had improved slightly and curiosity got the better or him.
"Can I ask you something?"
"What is it?" She looked up but her hair covered the left side of her face.
"What happened to you? The limp and the scars on your hands?"
She looked at where her hands were on the table and slowly pulled them into her lap out of his eyesight before she replied
"Something bad...I don't want to talk about"
He watched her a second then sighed and let it go.
"I can understand that" He thought back to that last drift race in tokyo the one that almost killed him.
"So, You don't have any family at all?" She shook her head.
"No, They died and I just wanted to get away from where I lived so I bought a ticket for as far away as I could afford got on the bus and now...I'm here"
"You don't have anywhere to stay?" He took a big drink of water trying to force down the eggs she cooked which tasted down right awful.
"No, But I'm not worried about it too much. I can sleep in a homeless shelter until I get a job"
He forced down a piece of toast and hoped she didn't notice the face he had to make to keep it down but she was eating staring intently at her plate.
"Well, Look it's not safe at those places if you were interested you could stay here...just until you get a job and everything"
"Really? You would do that? You don't even know me" She looked at him and he shrugged.
"Hey, I know what it's like to be a drifter...alright? you need help and what are you going to do? Kill me in my sleep? you're half my size"
She glanced at him he was right she hadn't really noticed last night how much bigger he was then her taller by a good eight inches and all muscel. She was short only 5'6 and bony as can be.
"I would appreciate that...thank you" He stood glad to have a distraction.
"Come on and I'll show you to the spare room where you'll stay" She stood and followed him down a hall his room and the bathroom were on the right her room was on the left.
"I hope it'll be alright" He opened the door and she went inside.
"It's amazing thank you" she smiled but he still couldn't see the left side of her face.
The right side had smooth flawless skin. The whitest he'd ever seen on a person who was alive and bright blue eyes. Dark long eyelashes. Looking close enough he could see a few freckles around her nose and soft pink lips.
Her hair fell covering the left side of her face completely. Her hair was dark brown and kind of curly but not really falling a little past her shoulder blades. His curiosity was killing him he wanted to see what she looked like.
Without thinking he reached out and moved her hair from her face. She jumped away smashing a vase in the process that was on the table behind her and he jumped away too the second he saw her.
She had a scar running from the outer corner of her eye about an inch down it looked like it had been deep at one point and now it wouldn't be so noticeable if her skin wasn't so ghostly white the scar looked pink.
She backed away and he felt bad. It wasn't that bad but he wasn't prepared for it either. She stared at him waiting for his reaction. Her hair had fallen back in the way and he took a steadying breath before reaching out again.
She jumped a little but didn't move and he tucked her hair behind her ear. Her face looked the same as the other side except for that scar which was a little eye catching but not hideous. She stared at him and he shrugged.
"It's not that bad Kid" She smiled a little.
"Why don't you get a shower and then we'll go shopping if you're going to be cooking you will need to by the food" She nodded and he turned and left.
He heard the shower turn on and he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He needed a cigarette big time. He grabbed a bag of chips instead digging in. He just had to keep his hands and mouth busy and he wouldn't need one.
What had happened to her? The scars the sick coloring the tiny build that looked like she was starved?
He decided he had to find out and if she wouldn't tell him herself he would find out on his own. Something happened to her and he had to know what it was.
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