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dad said to Lexa, who almost jumped out of her chair, but suddenly she was stiff.

“Thank you.” She said coldly instead.

“Well, you must be very tired, and sick of that cloak. Let me get you something to wear, and Peter will you take her to the guest room?” my mother suggested, “And then come to take some clothes for her. I hope my clothes can fit her.” She said jokingly. Unlike my father who was fat, my mother had a well-shaped body, like that of a teenage girl, so I was certain her clothes will fit Lexa.

“And I should go?” Ryan said after a long moment of being silence,

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I told him as he was heading for the door.

“Thank you.” Lexa said softly to him and held his hand in hers, and I wish I could get that, but sadly the girl certainly didn’t like me. After that Ryan left and I took her to the guest room, which was the last room in the house. Our house had five bedrooms, one for my parents and another for my siblings, and one for me, the remaining rooms were guest rooms, and I took Lexa to the last one which was next to my bedroom. I liked her to be close to me even though we would be separated with walls, I did that because I thought it was because I would make sure she was okay. Didn’t matter if she didn’t care about me, I certainly cared about her and that was good enough for me.

Then I went to take clothes for her from my mom. I didn’t know why she wanted me to bring her the clothes instead of doing it herself, but I didn’t mind it at all. She gave me a brown dress and a black night gown. When I got to Lexa’s room I barged in without knocking the door, and I wish I never did that. She was in her underwear and bra, her body was illuminating, and suddenly I couldn’t move my eyes or my body. I was stuck while she was looking at the mirror and her back was turned towards me. She had a perfect curvy body, I swear I felt my eyes getting out of their sockets, and suddenly I started to drool over her uncontrollably until she asked,

“Wasn’t this supposed to be a mirror?” She turned towards me, and I wasn’t even sure if she was aware that she was half naked,

I couldn’t answer. My eyes landed on her boobs and went down to her legs, omg, that’s all I could think about at that time. When I looked back at her face I realized that she was expecting an answer, and also she was showing a sign of discomfort because of my constant stare. I moved my eyes away from her quickly,

I gathered my thought and finally I managed to talk, “they say our mirrors are enchanted, not everyone can see themselves in them, so that we might be able to recognize the invaders.” It took me a lot of effort to finish that without looking at her.

She seemed hurt with the word I used, but that is what I was told. I tried to fix it though, so I changed the words, “or new comers, I don’t think all of you are invaders.” I said defensively, “here, mom told me to bring you this.” I gave her the clothes quickly. I couldn’t stand it anymore because I was starting to get these feelings, the wrong kind of feelings. I rushed out of the room quickly,

“Wait, you didn’t tell me where the bathroom is. I would like to get a shower before I go to sleep.” She came at the door, and this time she was covering herself with the nightgown, maybe she finally realized that in my world girls don’t let other people see them in their underwear’s, and that was a huge relief to me. I pointed to the left side at the of the hall, which was next to her room,

“That’s the bathroom,” I said and then I entered in my room.

I jumped in my bed which I missed so much, I lied there looking at the ceiling and Lexa pictures started to flow in my mind. Every second I spent with her was a torture, and her cold reaction towards me wasn’t helping. And why did she hate me so much anyway, was I so ugly or terrifying or what? While I was still thinking someone came in couple minutes later, and guess who, Lexa.

“Why didn’t you tell me the water was cold?” she asked angrily,

“You were supposed to know because no one heated it. In your world bathrooms flow hot water, do they?” I said sarcastically, I couldn’t help it she could be such a child sometimes.

“Maybe, I don’t know. Ugh.” She groaned and left the room, which left me even more devastated. It was clear that we were never going to work, not with her childish attitude.

 

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It was true that I didn’t expect to take a cold shower, but that wasn’t the point of going to his room. That was a cover for my true intention, I wasn’t really mad at him; I didn’t even mind taking a cold shower. My intentions were to go and see his room and wish him a goodnight, but since that wasn’t possible I used cold water as an excuse. His room was big and so was his bed and he was lying there thoughtfully until I blurted out on him. I was sure he was thinking about me and that made me happy.

I put on the night gown and jumped in bed which was very soft and nice, also smelled nice. I lied there and kept thinking about the boy sleeping in the next room, the one person in this world who brought hope to my life, there was a roof above my head because of him. I had a chance to find out about my past and my world because of him. I couldn’t thank him enough for his help, but he wasn’t supposed to know about it. That was my secret, and I knew he wasn’t going to do anything because he liked me as well, considering the way he looked at me earlier, he couldn’t even control his desires, I could see them plainly.

I know it was mean but the only option for me was to let him suffer for a while until I get myself settled. It’s not like it was any easier for me; I was suffering all the same, and mine was worse because I was the one who pulled back. I had to go against every impulse that was in me. Even though I knew that at any time Peter was there for me to take.

Despite my endless chain of thoughts, eventually my exhaustion won over me and I fell into a deep slumber, I didn’t even know how exhausted I was until that time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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THREE; Getting used to.

 

*one week later,

Lexa’s POV

 

 

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Publication Date: 09-24-2015

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