Chapter 5: Blues behind that black iris…
Fred was discharged after 3 days. He was off living with Dr. John Lee and Asheara's house. As Fred entered the house, he was fascinated by the house. It was small, but very neat and in order. Asheara and Fred went to the living room and sit at the soft sofa.
"So, tomorrow we will be going to the police station to assist us in finding your family. So don't get comfortable" Asheara said as Fred started to browse on some magazines and said "Don't worry I won't" and laughed at the page where ads of kitchen appliances were showed.
Evening was approaching and Asheara was the only who has to cook for herself. But now, she has to cook for both of herself and Fred. This night, she'll be cooking some Chinese viand, accompanied by rice. She cooked some roast chicken and steamed vegetables.
Fred looked at the food around him… nothing looks familiar though. He looked at the white cooked grains, then at the viand. Asheara was helping to some rice and some chicken and vegetables. Fred followed the suit. He scooped out some rice and places it on his soup bowl, since there are no dinner plates. Then he noticed that they were using chopsticks instead of cutleries.
Fred has some difficulties on trying to hold the rice with his chopsticks because it keeps on falling down. Asheara on the other hand grinned at Fred. "What?" Fred asked quite embarrassed. Asheara simply looked away, still smiling. Then Fred gave up on trying holding his rice so he moved to the Chicken. Fred aimed at the chicken leg. But it's as much of the success as the rice. So, he resolved by poking the chicken with one stick and ate it happily. Fred ate the rice by using the chopstick as Asheara taught him how.
The rice was simply… starchy. Fred didn't like the rice because it's like tasteless. "You should eat it together with the viand to make it tasty" Asheara said. Fred followed the suit. It seems okay… but he still preferred bread.
After eating, Asheara showed Fred his room; it was upstairs near Asheara's room. Inside was a single bed, a large closet, a bedside cabinet where a small lamp was on top of it. There was also a large window that shows the view of the road and the houses around. Asheara left him in his awe to examine the air conditioner.
Asheara was chuckling as she went down to watch TV. For her, Fred was quite weird; he gets excited when he sees some high-tech gadgets. Maybe he lives in the mountains… she thought. But it was quite disturbing to know someone who doesn't know about these equipments, it was as though those things were really obvious that they were there. But the look on Fred's face… he looked so innocent, as though he was like a little child being fascinated with all the things he saw around him.
Ashera again gave a chuckle, why would she think about Fred? After all, he's a complete stranger to her world. It's for the first time she saw a person quite like him. He shows what he was, never bothered by what he does. He was… unique. All boys around her were alike, it's either they want to get to her because she's pretty or damned sexy or because of her riches. Her 'friends' want to get along her because she's rich and quite popular, none of them were trustworthy.
Her thoughts shifted to a person named Max Carlton… she thought he was different from all the others she had met. She had trusted him and wanted to be his girl. But, then Max showed his true colors as he parked the car on one side and tried to kiss her, but she accidentally slip the clutch to drive and stepped on the gas and had hit Fred. He was just the same with those boys she met… Asheara's eyes flared up. 'Boys are untrustworthy' she thought and then shifted her mind to Fred. Her mind debated about him.
Here you go again. Said her brain
He's different. She said
He's a guy!
So?
He's a stranger!
He looked sweet…
They're all like that at first!
But he looked sincere…
Don't expect he's sincere towards you in the end
But I like him!—
Wait did that just came to her thoughts? It was unexpected. But maybe she just liked him as a friend, not as a lover. She's not ready… to take the risk that's waiting for her. In the meantime, she must always avoid his gaze. But how?
Fred settled in his bed, trying to get a good sleep. But every time he did, he saw himself looking at him, as though grinning. He's been dreaming of himself lately. Maybe he's narcistic, he thought. He laughed at this thought. Then, he thought of Asheara.
She's been cold towards him, he wonders why. But he knows, behind those scowls was the real Asheara. Fred hadn't seen her true laugh, if you're not counting all the time she laughs at him when he examine some peculiar things. Behind those dark black eyes was the real her, he must bring it out of her. He doesn't know why he was interested but it seemed that he likes Asheara.