7/4/16.2
Edwin's POV
"I just know you're going to love Bobby!" I said excitedly.
Jasmine didn't say anything. Didn't even look at me. But I guess that's a okay. I know that they're going to get along. We got to my home and I turned to see Jasmine's reaction. I love this place, I love when people come by to visit. Jasmine didn't really have a reaction, I can't really tell what she's thinking. She had that same cold expression since we started walking.
"You live in an abandoned house?" She questioned.
Ah, confusion. I shook my head, "It's not abandoned, my sister and I live here."
She didn't say anything and we walked in. I called for Bobby, I heard someone hurrying from the upstairs to the front door. It was Bobby. She looked so mad at me, but hugged me. I'm getting mixed signals.
"Jesus Christ, Eddy, where were you? I was worried sick!" She's all flustered now.
"I brought home a friend. I saved her life!" I am really excited about this. I told everyone that I'm a good guy and I am.
Bobby looked at Jasmine with an eyebrow raised. She walked up to her and just stared. Jasmine was avoiding eye contact.
"I know who you are. You were my brother's best friend. You use to come over all the time."
Jasmine nodded, slowly.
"I'm sorry, but I can only take care of Eddy."
"I don't need anyone to take care of me. I just need somewhere to stay for a bit."
Bobby nodded, "Fair enough."
I was so happy that Bobby is letting Jasmine stay. I knew she would. Bobby has a hard time turning down people who need a home. Although those people don't stay very often and she doesn't trust new people. Mostly because one time there was a man I met and he lived with us. He offered me candy, I know understand that the candy was drugs, but I was naïve back then. I took the candy by the way. Then I got addicted and it was really hard for Bobby. I felt bad for putting her through that. That's why I've been more careful.
Bobby pulled me aside, "Are you sure she's good? Is she clean?"
"You know you can just ask me anything. I might not like to talk to people, but it's not like I'm planning on keep secrets."
Bobby looked at Jasmine, curious. She took her the living room and they sat down on a beat up blue and white floral couch. I like that couch. The was a huge space between them. I noticed Jasmine likes her space. Bobby was about to ask her questions, but she stopped her.
"I'm not a druggie, I can't take drugs. I do have a mental illness, I don't want any of you to know what it is. I like my space, I probably won't even bother you. I have my own money, I'll buy my own food." Jasmine said.
"I get free meals at the diner I work at, I can get you food too. Don't worry about spending your money."
Jasmine shrugged. It was as if she had nothing else to say. Maybe that was it. Bobby nodded and went back upstairs. I sat down on that same couch, right next to Jasmine, who just gave me a weird look. Oh right, space. I moved a little and gave her the space she needs. It was nice to sit there, it felt very homey.
"So Jasmine, what have you been up to? I've been living with my sister and making new friends."
"Nothing."
She also doesn't really like to talk, which is okay for me because I love to talk. I can talk about anything and everything. It's one of my specialties. But just watch, I'll make her open up to me. I'm good at that too.
"Where's my bed? I'm going to bed, I had a long day." She questioned.
"I'll show you!" I said happily and took her to her room. She fell asleep and I sat downstairs in that couch, just admiring everything. I love not having any bad thoughts, I love having a clear mind and seeing the world as the beautiful paradise it's suppose to be.
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