The Blind and the Unfaithful.

Chapter 2

A/N: Hello! Here's chapter 2 :) I've already have chapter 3 halfway done, so I'll be posting it sometime soon this week.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harvest Moon characters mentioned here.

I must've fallen asleep for awhile after that because when I woke up, it was half past 1PM.

"Wait, 1PM? Shit!"

I cursed as I bolted up from my bed. That caused me to accidentally fall off my bed and I hit the cold, hard wooden floor with a loud thud.

"Ms. Adkins?! Are you alright?"

"Chels?!"

I groaned at the pain as I tried to stand up, holding on to my bed for support. I heard heavy footsteps approaching to where I was hastily. A pair of the footsteps stop right at the doorway, and another continuing on to approach me. I felt a hand holding on to my bare shoulders. I took in details of the hand – large, rough hands. Vaughn.

"I'm fine, I'm fine! Just.. fell out of my bed, haha." I said lamely, trying to keep my cool.

"A-are you sure? You're not hurt anywhere?"

I chuckled, noticing the amount of concern lining his voice. I touched his face and could feel him furrowing his eyebrows. My hands slowly went down to his cheeks, and I gently caressed them.

"I'm fine, Vaughn." I said in my most gentle voice, smiling.

I heard him give out a sigh of relief, and felt him let go of my shoulders. The area where he once touched immediately grew cold in the absence of his warm hands. Vaughn held my hand, leading me out of my room and onto my sofa.

"Ms. Adkins, I'm glad you're fine. However, I have some bad news. I am not able to attend to you for the next two days due to my mother falling ill." Sarah said softly.

Sarah's mother, Madam Brianne, comes by to my place occasionally. Sometimes, she even cooks for me, and her cookings are really delicious! She's the closest thing I've got to a mother for the past 8 years or so.

My heart sank at the news that Madam Brianne is ill.

"Of course, Sarah. Take as long as you like, it's okay." I gave her a warm smile as I sat down on my sofa with Vaughn beside me.

"Aha!" Vaughn bursts out suddenly. I gave a little shriek because that was totally unexpected.

"Oh, sorry Chels. But I have an idea. Why don't you stay over at my apartment? It's not that far from yours, and I can take care of you." I could tell that Vaughn was trying his best to contain his excitement. It was easy to figure that out, since him bouncing up and down my sofa was a dead give away.

It took me awhile to process what he said. I thought of it over and over again. It must've taken me quite awhile to give him a response because Vaughn started poking my arm to see if I was still alive.

"So? Whaddya think?" he asks impatiently.

"I dunno, are you sure you won't do anything illegal to me?" I decided to annoy him a little, since I wanted some entertainment.

"Well excuse you, I've been to your place numerous times. Even when Sarah isn't here! I even protect you from scary guys, like that dude with white, long hair!" Vaughn retaliated.

"White, long hair? Are you talking about yourself, Vaughn?" I chuckled at the memory of Vaughn trying to describe himself to me. It was the silliest thing he had ever done, but that's a story for another day.

"Chels! You know who I'm talking about, the one who you work together with," His voice getting more agitated.

"You mean Gale? My best friend? Oh come on Vaughn, he isn't that scary." Again, i chuckled. This guy makes me laugh hella a lot. He really thinks Gale is a scary guy, and I can never understand why.

"But he never talks, and all he does is... Stare... Well, whatever. You're staying at my place." He mumbled and stood up, walking away from me.

I stiffened. I have never, in my entire life, stayed over at a guys place before.

"H-hey now, why are you making the decision for me?" I stammered. 'What if something happened at night, with him...?' I thought.

"Because you annoy me. Now be quiet and sit there while I pack your bags." He grunted. Typical Vaughn, I sighed and slouched on my sofa.

Minutes pass by and all that I could hear is the shuffling of feet and grunts. I closed my eyes and tried listening to where the footsteps where heading.

'One, two, three, four steps to my bedroom. One, two steps to my drawer.' This was how I navigate through my house when Sarah isn't here, by counting the number of steps I took in my head. Tedious, but I rather do that than to accidentally jump out the window.

I could hear the very same footsteps approaching me.

"Alright missy, we're all ready to go." Vaughn mumbled, silently thinking to himself if he had missed anything out.

"Goodbye Ms. Adkins. Thank you for volunteering to take care of her, Sir Vaughn. I have my utmost trust in you!" Sarah waved us goodbye as Vaughn helped me out of my apartment and into the elevator.

"Oh, Sarah! Don't forget to tell Madam Brianne I said hi!" I managed to say right before the elevator door shuts.