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A/N:I'm not English Native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that. I hope you enjoy it.
Chris was working out for about two hours when he noticed it was already dark. He took a look at the wall watch and by the time he thought Evana would be already getting herself ready to work. He finished his exercises at her gym and then when he was at the entrance door, he could smell from outside the scent of food. He entered in the house and headed to the kitchen, hearing Evana ease at home and singing while she cooked. He listened to her and was sure she had the singing gift.
Evana was so entertained in her chores that she didn't take notice of Chris's presence at the door and when she turned around she immediately stopped singing, feeling embarrassed for the moment.
"Why did you stop? You're a really good singer."
Evana just smiled faintly and took her plate and juice from the counter to go the dining table, "Dinner is ready." She said as she passed by him
He nodded and went to serve himself
"I hope you like it, it's a local meal I learned from my mother." She said as she saw him taking his seat in front of her
"I'm sure I will like it. I know you're a great cook." He said taking the first bite, "Humm, it really tastes good!" he praised her
"Thank you." She replied with a faint smile, "By the way, J.D. sent me a message earlier that he got you another work for a woman called Emma who lives at a red loft across the lake."
"Emma…" Chris repeated thoughtful
"Yeah. I'll go with you to show you the way."
"Alright, I hope I won't have much problems communicating with her… I wish everyone was fluent like you."
Evana smiled, "I'm not just fluent in english."
"Really? What other languages do you speak?"
"I'm fluent in French and German and I have some good notions of Spanish and Italian."
"Oh, that's great! You're a polyglot."
"Yeah…" she said taking a sip of the juice
"More and more I get impressed by your talents."
Evana let out an air come out from her nose as she just gave a single nod hearing his praises as if igoring it, "I had an idea. How about we watch a movie tonight?" she changed subjects
"Sure!"
Evana left her seat to prepare the movie night while Chris finished his meal.
Evana's POV
My life has changed significantly since I found my handsome roomie. He's a really nice guy. It's a shame he does not remember his past, his story, so we could share some adventures because I feel wronged in him knowing things about me and I don't know anything about him, but at least I know he's a good person while the neighbors fear him. I realized that he has a strong integrity, he has fulfilled his word of not drinking alcohol at home, well, I don't think he haven't had it since then because I haven't sensed any alcohol smell on him. On the other hand, I do everything to... how can I say it... entertain him. Because I know empty mind is the devil's workshop. Since then I do not buy alcohol anymore, I do not want to give opening to his doom.
In the short time that we met and lived together, we discovered that we have some things in common and we even act as if we were good friends and that is the strangest and incredible thing... I never imagined being friends with a straight man. In addition, what puzzles me the most about him is the fact that he's a respectful man. I've never seen him look at me like those filthy pigs look at me at work... Ugh, how I want to get it over!
Now we are watching a comedy movie, but for me the funny thing is not really related to the movie, but my handsome guest. He doesn't laugh easily… just like my father... I get here laughing hard like a hyena so many times and he's like meh or in the maximum he moves a bit the corner of his lips, I even get embarrassed for our difference… or maybe he doesn't like comedy movies.
"We should get some action movie next time." I commented when the movie ended, as I felt embarrassed that he didn't enjoy my choice
"Yeah, or some horror one." He replied with a single tone
"I'm scared of horror movies… I'm not very fond of it."
"So that will be the next we will watch!" he spoke with a teasing face
"You'll watch it alone since you sleep in the living room, I'll stay quiet in my comfortable bed listening to music or writing."
"Ah come on! Don't tell me you who work at night are scared of silly horror movies?" he said with a mocking face
"It's not silly! I don't fear the living, but I do fear the dead since you can't fight them!"
"Of course you can fight them! Just shoot them in the head."
"This isn't the walking dead!"
"Well, I think is cool to get 'scared', it's exciting." He said with a convicted smile
"You don't seem to be the type that fears anything!" I replied
"Of course I do fear… something..."
"Really, what?"
"Hmmm, I don't know, but I might fear something… let me think" he was thoughtful, "I guess I fear my bill!" he said with a nod
"Haha funny." I said sarcastically
"Come on, I watched the comedy movie, so you could join me in the horror one."
"You're such a mercenary!" I snapped
"This isn't being a mercenary."
"Of course it is! You're blackmailing me."
"It's not blackmail… I will protect you just in case some zombie comes out of the television and attacks you."
I rolled my eyes at the scene and then sighed to not prolong the case, "Alright… I will watch whatever movie you choose, but the horror one will be watched with the lights on."
"That's not cool! the lights will be turned off and you won't have to get scared because I'll take care of you. I can put my bed near to yours just in case any zombie comes to pull your feet at night."
"Stop it! Don't talk like that! Maybe you can fight zombies, but not ghosts!"
"Oh, so you are actually scared of ghosts!"
"I'm scared of the supernatural!"
"I see, so tomorrow morning I'll buy some thick salts, garlic and special herbs to protect the house…"
"Shut up!" I shouted not liking to imagine the scene slapping him on the arm and he smiled large at me. Oh damn, wrong move, I guess it's too soon for such intimate touches, but I couldn't help his boyish teasing. Why do men have always to act like that?
Our momentum was interrupted by my cellphone ringing insistently. I looked at the screen and then rolled my eyes after seen the contact name. I silenced it and then turned it off. I looked to the side and saw my guest playing with his hands.
"I'm going to get more juice, do you want it?" I asked when I stood up from the couch
"No, thanks."
I headed to the fridge and then put some ice cubs in my cup when I heard him talking to me.
"I'm going to shower." He said standing up from the couch and going to the hallway
"Okay, I'll wait here." I replied sitting on the chair to wait
TPOV
It was around 2 o'clock in the morning. Evana woke up feeling thirsty. Still very sleepy, she turned on the light of the bedroom, let the door open to illuminate her walk. She walked slowly to the hallway in which she turned on the light to not disturb her guest's sleep if she turned on the lights on the living room.
She headed to the fridge and took a glass of water. No longer after it, she heard his voice as if he was talking to someone, but she didn't understand anything. She looked at him from afar to find out he was a sleep talker.
"Claire…Claire…"
Evana stopped drinking the water and guessed that was someone's name. She walked slowly until the back of the couch seeing him between the space of the couch and the television and waited if he would say something else that she could understand.
"Claire… Who is Claire?" she thought
Not longer after it, the man woke up out of sudden, staying in a sitting position. It was still dark and the room was just partially illuminated by the light of the hallway.
Evana walked to his direction and knelt down next to him, she could see he was sweating
"Are you alright?" she said caressing the back of his shoulder
"Yeah…" he replied choking
"Nightmare?"
"Yeah…"
"Was it about Claire?" she asked
"Claire? Who is Claire?" he replied making a face
"You called for someone called Claire during your sleep."
"I don't know what you are talking about." He said making an effort to remember anything
"It's alright, it happens we forget our dreams when we wake up."
"Yeah, but I do remember one thing…"
"What do you remember?"
"My first name."
"Really?"
He nodded
"So what is your first name?" she said with excitement
"My first name is Chris." He said looking at her eyes
Evana smiled with the news, "That's great! You are starting to remember things!" she said touching his arm still smiling in excitement
Chris nodded slightly with a faint smile. Evana apparently was much more excited for him than himself. If his memory was returning, it meant his demons would be back again and he didn't want that, he wasn't ready to face all the pain. Honestly, if he could choose, he would just remember the good things and deep inside he knew that his old life wasn't as good as his current one.
"You don't seem so happy about it… This makes me wonder if you really have amnesia or you are just running away." Evana couldn't her impulse to tell her perception on his behavior
"It's not that I'm not happy… but I have this feeling that tells me that my life wasn't as good as you are wondering." He replied
"A feeling or the truth?" she questioned him again trying to read him deeper
"A feeling… I don't have reasons to lie to you after all you have done for me." He said with sincerity looking in her eyes
Evana could read the sincerity in his gaze, she had a lot of practice reading people and most of the times she was right about her guesses.
"You are a fugitive, you feel guilty… it means you did something wrong; that's a fact because people don't feel this guilty for doing the right thing."
"Are you a shrink or something? I feel like you are observing me…"
"I'm not a shrink, but it's not unusual that people come to me with that need, so I end up becoming a listener to people's heartbreaks or secrets."
Chris remained in silence staring her. They had never been so close for so long and never acted so intimately as in that moment. Apparently, his memory was becoming a subject of the two of them. Was it a good thing or not?
"So what are you?"
"Is that really important?"
"It's becoming…"
She smiled with an unreadable expression, "So it means we have to make another deal." She said. Chris opened his lips to say something, but she made a gesture for him to wait her finish her sentence, "Since I think it's unfair you know so much about me and I barely know about you, so my proposition is that I reveal more about myself as much as you reveal about you as well… For now I think we are even, you know my name and now I know yours." She passed her tongue on her lips softly, "So what do you say?" she said lifting a bit one eyebrow and parting a bit her lips
Chris smiled a bit nervous. He tried not to demonstrate it, but he felt seduced by her subtle signs. She stared deep in his eyes as if she could enchant him not just with her eyes and lips as her face was partially illuminated by the light coming from the hallway, but also with the touch of her hand on his right arm. He could not resist and simply nodded in agreement, "I guess it's fair enough." He said after a slight sigh
Evana smiled and it was impressive how her gaze changed to a friendly one, "Alright Chris, I still feel happy that you are regaining your memory and finally I can call you in a very decent name! I really think your name suits you. Hopefully soon you will remember your last name and you will be able to make researches about your origins."
"And you will finally get rid of me, right?"
"Don't put it like that… I like you!" she said pressing a bit her hand in a gesture of assurance
"Do you?" now it was his time to stare deeply in her eyes and make a teasing expression
Evana unconsciously held her breath and smiled, but she didn't backed away, in fact, she did face him back with a warm gaze, "I really do like you! I don't feel like getting rid of you because it sounds too rude for the cool bond we are developing… Living together intensifies and advances the relationships… I have nothing to complain about you when you are sober and I'm sure it's recent, but I have really adapted to your way of being and I think you are a cool guy."
Chris smiled back, he could sense she was being honest, "I think you are cool too, but I don't want to feel like a burden for being invading your private space."
"You are not a burden Chris... Look, I will confess something to you and I hope this puts an end to this topic…" she made a pause, "You may not be aware of it, but my life has become lighter since I met you. We get along so well and now you are helping me in what you can, so I have nothing to complain anymore."
"Really?"
"Really!"
"So… I might confess that I feel lighter here with you too… we really do get along and I feel relieved that you don't see me as a burden. The funny thing is that you're the only one that actually likes me in this place… and that's what matters…somehow…" Unconsciously Chris touched her hand with his left hand
Once again, they got staring each other in silence. Soon their hearts accelerated and the atmosphere seemed to be changing. Confessions seemed to have impact on people and demanded some time to be processed.
"Well, now it's better we go back to sleep. It's late and we have to get up soon for your work." Evana cleared her throat and slowly released her hand from his arm
"Yeah…" Chris looked to the side clearing his throat as well
"Good night Chris… Have good dreams!" she spoke softly as she stood up and headed to the hallway
"Good night Eva, have good dreams too." he replied
Soon the darkness consumed the room as Evana closed the door of the bedroom. That would be a restless night for both of them.
"Dear Diary,
Those gazes… those touches… My Handsome man… I mean, guest, finally has a real name.
That fact was supposed to be the real topic, but no… all I can think now is about those close moments…
What the hell is going on with me?
His words to leave me unexpectedly caused me a sort of panic and before I could think, I was already saying those things to him.
I guess Yana was right… I'm getting brainless.
This shouldn't be happening. It's been a while I haven't followed my heart since life made me always act under my reason and be constantly rational, especially about men.
I'm feeling like a virgin teen…without the virgin part of course.
Never felt so unexperienced since my first and only love of 15 years ago…
I don't want to start dreaming about a life I cannot have…"
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