Rhyssa
He entered my bathroom and I had to show him what and what shampoos to use for his hair and luckily, I had a spare toothbrush and towel so I gave it to him.
Silly me, allowing a handsome stranger take a bath in my home.
I know, I admitted he was good-looking.
When he was done, he came out with a towel tied around his waist while towelling his wet hair.
Now that he had showered, he looked way better.
He was tall, really tall and his eyes were a shade of ultra-marine blue and well...he looked malnourished because his rib cages were pretty visible and he had sunken eyes with dark circles underneath.
It made me wonder what his ordeal was.
He must've been uncomfortable under my stares because he cleared his throat and asked me if I had any spare clothes.
I handed him a pair of trousers that were my cousin's and a loose shirt that was mine but it wasn't my size.
When he had worn them, he came out and he sniffed the shirt and smiled.
I found it weird but there were so many things that were odd about him.
Kaiser
She let me use her bathroom and when I came out, she was standing there, wearing shorts and a hoodie.
She was like a cute bunny.
And she kept staring at me, my cheeks suddenly went bright red and I fucking didn't know why so I cleared my throat to get her attention
She looked at my face and I had to ask if she had any spare clothes I could use.
I doubt she did because it was obvious she lived alone but then she went into her room and came back with a pair of trousers which I frowned at because they weren't hers which means they belonged to another guy.
I wondered why it bothered me but I didn't show it.
Then I put on the shirt and it smelled like her and I subconsciously smiled.
We both sat at her dining table as she dished out steak on a plate with pasta and a glass of juice.
Apple juice
I took the fork in my hand and cut a bit of steak and put it in my mouth.
God, it was delicious
The best thing I'd tasted in a really really long while.
I nearly sobbed
Then I dug in
I was so hungry and she just watched while I ate hungrily.
"I'm sorry, pardon my manners...I'm just really hungry" I said to her and she nodded.
"Well Kaiser..." she said
Fuck, the way she said my name made me pause for a minute.
It was heavenly.
I took a deep breath and met her eyes.
"I have some questions" she said and I nodded for her to ask.
"Where are you from?" She asked
"Houston" I replied and she nodded
"So...how did you end up in NewYork City?"
I looked up at her and her eyes were watching me.
They were Hazel brown, matching the colour of her hair.
"I- uh, I came here in search of a means of livelihood and when I got here, I was sold to some people and when I tried to escape, I got shot" I told her.
"You were sold?" She asked, like it was hard to believe.
"Yes" I answered and we just stared at each other
I was enjoying staring at her pretty face and some part of me wanted to touch her smooth skin.
"So why did you climb into my house?" She asked and I lowered my head.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to do anything to you...I just-I was under the rain and suddenly, I saw an open window and I was drawn to it because every other window was closed and there was a light coming from it so I just..."
"I can't even leave my window open in peace without a stranger climbing through it" she said, annoyed and I apologised again as she stood up to close the window.
When she sat down again, there was silence and I just continued eating.
Then she took out her phone and I suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Please don't call the police" I said and she looked at me.
"I won't" She said and I gulped hard.
♥︎♡♥︎
"So you live in Houston?" She asked and I sighed deeply.
"I don't have any place where I live, actually" I said
"So where have you been living all this while?" She asked and I took a sip of the apple juice.
"In alleys, I get woken up with beatings in the middle of the night by robbers"
"And when they find out that I have no money with me, they become hella brutal" I said
"I'm an orphan so I've been tryna survive ever since" I said casually, laughing but deep down, it really stung...badly.
Her face softened, and I didn't like that look of pity,
"How did they die?" She asked and I winced at the question.
If you don't wanna talk about it, it's fine" she said quickly and I smiled a bit.
"They were murdered" I said
"I came back from school one day to find them dead" I said, my chest heaving
"I was just nine"
"I'm so sorry" she said
"I didn't know"
There it was, that pity I hated.
"Ofcourse you didn't...it's fine" I said forcing a smile.