22 July 2012
Chapter 23
I went to the bag. It was a weekend bag. Black leather. It looked expensive. Made me wonder who he really was. I started to open it slowly. Then I found it. The box. It was a small box, red. With a number on top. Number 1. What did that stand for?
" Lisa, Are you not going to eat". I heard him call From the kitchen. I had to be quick. I wanted to open it. But it wasn't really what I wanted to do. I wanted him to tell me. I was confused. He was mad but trying to comfort me. What was that about?
I left the box back in place. I went downstairs and saw him eating. He had food on a plate in front of his. My seat. " Lisa, I am sorry. Believe me I will tell you when time is right. Just not now". He said as he took a meatball and ate it. " why did you run away?". I asked. I couldn't eat. Not after that. I was scared. I didn't know what to believe.
" I couldn't- please don't make me tell you". He looked broken. Whatever made him run away was hurting him. I wanted to know the truth.
" just tell me, I won't ask for you to tell me more, if not something serious of course". I made him look up. His brown eyes sparkled. I hadn't even noticed the sunset outside.
" I ran away because I- Lisa I can't tell you. I just can't". He said as he walked from the table. And that's when it hit me. Did I zip his bag or not. I panicked. Waited for him to walk down and use that voice.
It made me question his feelings for me. So I ran upstairs to see him, his head in his hands. He was crying.
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