Chapter 5: Komona Secrets
"Name." the man said firmly, not taking his hand off my shoulder. "D-Danielle." I stuttered. "What are you doing in Komona Territory?" he asked. I was surprised at how well he talked, he even had a sense of sarcasm in his voice.
He had short, dark brown hair, tan skin, a very muscular body, and chocolate brown eyes that were filled with anger and pain. He was wearing a tiger skin skirt (I hear all Komona men wear), and a thin brown leather headband that tied his hair up.
"I-I was just exploring. I've always been interested in your tribe's way of life." I explained as I looked into his pained eyes. "I really meant no harm." His eyes grew in pain and he loosened his grip. "Go." he said strongly.
"Wait!" I yelled before he left. "Y-You never told me your name…" He looked at me, not knowing what to say. "Sasha." he said seriously. "Sasha?" I asked. "Yes." he said. I didn't laugh, or even snicker. Even though it was usually a girl's name, it sounded more… manly when he said it.
"Sasha…" I said again. "Yes, Danielle." He said using the same tone I did when I said his name. "P-Please." I began to say. "C-Call me Denni." He nodded and said, "Denni then." He walked away and didn't look back. For some reason… I felt that I knew him… I-I didn't hate him… What is… this feeling?
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I got out of the shower and went to get dressed. Luckily, I wasn't caught. Justin and I never told on each other unless it needed to be told. He said that he would of told if I hadn't come home… Sasha might have kidnapped me by order of his tribe. Lucky for me, he gave me another chance.
For some reason, that thing I had seen… reminded me of something familiar… I have to remember… I just have to see it again. I dried my hair and thought back to what I had seen… Had Sasha been watching me?
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(1st Author's Note: This is a flashback.)
I brushed my fingers over the ancient writings on the statue. It was it looked like white concrete, and had Komona writing and pictures on all four sides. It was smooth and cool, and reached high into the trees. I remember coming here once… Why… why had I been here? I can't remember anything else.
I heard a rustle of leaves. I turned around, but no one was there. I looked back at the statue. I wished so badly that I could read Komona.
It had been night… I remember that. And… there was crying… screaming… but, it wasn't me… I hit my head with my hand. Why couldn't I remember?! I heard a twig crack. "M-Maybe… I should go…" I thought to myself as I took one last look at the statue.
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(2nd Author's Note: We are out of the flashback now, of coarse… ^.^)
I put up my hair dryer and thought again. No, I hadn't seen anyone. But there probably was someone… watching me… I brushed my teeth and thought about Sasha. He spoke English like it was his first-language, no accent at all. According to Mom and Dad, Komona's barely were able to speak .
He was so strong, and tall. But, he couldn't be much older than me. He was so… hot! I would ask him out, but he's from the Komona Tribe and… I have Jake. I sighed and went to bed. Tomorrow I'll hang out with Valerie and Hailey after church. I would go to the statue… but Val and Hailey would get worried. Justin said he wouldn't tell since nothing happened to me, but he said he would next time. But he won't. He never does.
3rd Author's Note: Basically, Sasha looks like Shea/Shiba without the tiger wrist band things and boots. I hope you liked this chapter. ^.^ Soon you will start to see more than before. *.* What was the old memory?… Find out in chapter 6!