Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless

Almira's pov
He turned

He walked up to me and I felt nervous

      "I just wanted to talk this out "

      "Really " he asked with a disinterested tone

     "Yeah um... I'm sorry for hurting you I'm not just used to all this and I really thought talking about will be a good idea but you don't seem to like it so I'm just gonna-"

     "Almira! " He called

     "Oh right. Sorry. Let's just start over. I'm Almira Sareb. Your newest friend "

He looked amused "Wyatt Lucian. The guy who's willing to change the definition of our relationship "

He certainly had a way with words

     "Um... What were you doing before I came"

     "Nothing "

     "Didn't look like nothing. "

He sighed "I like to kill when I'm experiencing too much of an emotion. So instead of killing, I shoot "

     "Oh. Poor mannequins "

He chuckled

I picked up a gun and checked if there were any bullets. Satisfied with the loaded gun, I unlocked the safety of the gun and shot straight between the eyes of mannequin

He looked dumbfounded

     "Surprised? " I asked

     "Very"

     "You should be"

     "Who taught you"

     "Different people. Mostly Devon any way. And my mom" I said the last part in a low tone

     "Damn that boy. He teaches you how to shoot and doesn't teach self defense"

     "He did"

     "Then why...? "

I knew he was referring to the other day

     "I felt drowsy. Like I couldn't move a muscle"

His eyes showed concern. "Okay"

I played with their gun in my hand "It has been so long since I handled a gun"

      "What skills did your mum teach you "

I chuckled trying to conceal my uncomfortableness "Everything to know about a sniper 101. It's my favourite "

     "Sniper. Damn. She must be a badass. When will she visit? I want to meet her"

I was lost for words at this question

He looked at me "Almira, you there? "

     "Y-y-yeah"

He didn't looked convinced but left it all the same "So I was talking about when I get to meet your mom"

     "You won't "

     "I wasn't talking about meet the parents thing. Just as fr-"

     "She's gone" I choked out

     "Wait what"

     "Yeah. She's dead "

     "Oh shit. I'm sorry for talking to you that way. I didn't know I swear"

     "I know "

He looked genuinely guilty "It's that why it's your favourite " he asked softly

     "Yeah and I'm pretty awesome at it too"

     "Want to show me your skills "

     "You have a sniper here!"

He nodded and went to get it I presume

I took it with glee. Using a marker from my pocket. I made an X on a mannequin and proceeded to walk a very far distance

     "Are you sure you can do it all the way from here"

    "You. Mister Lucian underestimates me"

It took a few minutes and the bullet was shooting through the clear part and landed in the exact spot of my marking

     "Bullseye "

His jaw dropped

I couldn't help but laugh "You look so cute"

     "Not funny "

I still laughed.

I skipped back to the place

.    "You hungry?"

     "Um... Sure"

He nodded and led me inside

     "What is this place? "

     "I bought it when I turned 16. It's my inner circle's private shooting grounds "

     "And your inner circle are? "

     "You already met them"

     "Oh"

     "I don't know if I should warn you but I'm not so good in the kitchen. Not bad but not good either"

     "So I should cook?"

     "No. You're my guest" he said unsure of himself

I raised a brow "I'll cook"

     "Um... Ok "

     "Good. Now sit your ass over there and watch "

I made him get all the ingredients out and I watched where he got each one from. I had a good memory so I should be fine

By habit, I danced while cooking returning ingredients when I was done with them. Wyatt just watched me but I noticed something. His eyes were full of lust. Must be the way I'm dancing. I mentally shrugged, it's his business.

After dinner, while Wyatt was freshening up or so he likes to call it I went to the roof,  it was a little past eight considering I've been here for hours and I watched the sky.

The night sky always fascinated me and though it's a little bit cheesy, I get why people love it

    "Almira" I heard Wyatt call

    "Up here "

He met me on the roof

     "Hey, watching the stars? "

     "Yeah"

     "Any reason why you love them so much"

I chuckled but said "No, nothing"

He stared at me for a while before saying "You're lying"

     "It's really silly. You know how young children are told when someone dies they turn into a star." he nodded "Although it isn't true, I like to think it is. That my mum is a star"

He smiled "Tell me about her "

     "She's a nice but dangerous woman. She died when I was 9 so I don't have much memory of her"

He nodded but then stopped "She let a pre-teen handle a sniper! "

     "Yeaaaaaaaah"

     "Holy shit"

     "It wasn't real bullet just darts"

     "And why would she feel the need to teach her young kid about guns "

     "Beats me"

He chuckled and I went back to staring at the sky

     "The stars are really beautiful "

     "You're looking at me" I pointed out

     "Yeah I can see the reflection in your eyes and it's more beautiful than the real deal "

He definitely had a way with words. And get this, my eyes weren't brown or blue or green or hazel. They were plain black. The type you can get lost in. June said they were mysterious

As he lay down he said "Al, do you think you can let me in your life"

     "We're gonna take things slow" I could still see hope in his eyes "But a couple of weeks won't hurt"

He smiled at that

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And that's a wrap people

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