Twisted Twice, Twisted Mine - Episode 34

 

Vance.

If someone had told me while I was in Colorado that I would one day have a grown ass woman in my lap, cleaning her wound while blowing on it.. I would have shot the person dead, chopped his body, burn it and spread the ashes in the seven seas.

But right now, I have Adélie in my bathroom, sitting on my lap because according to her she has never gotten an injury so she hates the sight of blood, she decided my lap is the best place to be comfortable.

I have to blow on her hand as I gently apply the peroxide or else she screams, she's clenching my shirt it's not funny.

I drop the cotton wool and begin to wrap a band aid around the nasty cut on her hand.

"Tell me again why you thought running your fingers around the cleaver was the best way to go"

She scrunches her nose and I kid you not.. She looks like a cat.

"It was shiny" She says as if the answer should have been obvious. 

"Step two to being a grown woman, not all that glitters  are gold, that is basic stuff. . Did no one teach you? What ever you like might not be good for you." 

"No one thought me that" She says, her hand leaving my shirt to my hair. 

I sigh. 

"What are you doing here? I thought you went home, I told you not to come back" 

She plays with the curl in my hair and I slowly pull away, she slowly follows me, not seeming to notice. 

"I wanted to learn how to properly peel potatoes" 

"What?" 

"Potatoes, I want to learn how to peel them so that I can do them later.. I'm getting married you know" 

I feel an headache coming on. 

"You think perfecting the act of peeling potatoes makes you qualified for marriage?" 

She does not reply, I think she's trying to count the strands of my hair. 

Why does this girl keep touching me? 

"Answer me Adélie" I say, attempting to place her on the edge of the jacuzzi

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. She holds on tight to my hair.

Shit. That hurts, I stop trying to get her to leave. 

"Well, I don't think that's a qualification but still it means I could come back here" 

"What?" 

"I wanted to learn about potat...."

"I don't want to hear anything about potatoes from you" 

"Okay... Fine... I came here because I wanted to see you and Louis and you and Louis" 

For the life of me.. Does she have to sound adorable? 

"Why did you want to see Louis?" I don't mean to sound like a jealous lover.. I really don't but I can't help but feel protective towards her. 

"I don't have any friends, you and him are the only people I know" 

I almost growl, she won't be befriending that mother effer, over my dead body. 

"Louis is bad news, stay away from him" 

"Why?" 

"He's a stranger and you don't know him, he might be out to hurt you" 

She ponders on this and I let her, I stand up and her legs go around mine like a kid and I drag us to the sitting room. 

"If Louis is a stranger, doesn't that mean you are one too? You might be out to hurt me, doesn't that mean I should be scared of you?" 

Well, she's smart, I will give her that. 

"I'm different, I'm above that, from now on I should be the only one you trust" I find myself saying. 

"Why?" She asks puzzled. 

"Because I'm going to be your only friend... I can't let you live in the world like this.. It will eat you and spit you out" 

"Why do you care?" That's true..

Read " Forgetting Yesterday " by the same author ( Bebe Ernest )

. Why do I care? 

"I.. I care because it's something I will do for any one.. It's what you call humanitarian service." 

She nods. 

"That means from now on you only get your permission from me, you only come when I tell you to come, you stay 5 ft away from me, you don't touch me.. You don't hug me.. You don't make that face" 

She frowns. 

"What face?" She asks. 

"That face you are making right now.. That one that says 'I'm cute and adorable and innocent, you have to fall in love with me' that face" 

"My face says that?" 

I nod. 

"Wow" she says breathily. 

"Another rule.. Don't make that sound" 

"What sound?" 

"That 'awwww' moaning sound, don't make it" 

"Why?" she asks and frustration hits me,it gives me ideas that's why! It's a sound only lovers being intimate should hear. 

"Just don't do it" I repeat. 

"But I have to know..." 

"Rule three of being a grown woman, you don't have to know the meaning behind everything" 

"oh... Kay" 

"Good.. Now it's time for you to get off me, I have an establishment to run" 

She slowly peels herself from me and turns away. 

"Will you teach me how to cook?" She asks slowly and I freeze in the act of standing up. 

"No"I say, I don't teach people how to cook. 

" Why? "

" Because I don't want to "

" Why? "

" Because you are annoying "

" If I stop being annoying will you teach me?"

" No"

"Please?" 

"No" 

"uh uhhh... Vanceeee, please" She says and I regret looking at her at that moment,she does that cute thing with her shoulder and hair. 

She looked too adorable for words. 

I find myself nodding, Vance, you weak son of a bitch. 

"Awwww,thank you!"

I almost hit my head on the wall. 

"Do you have a phone?" 

She produces one from the back of her pocket with a flourish. 

I program my number, I use the phone to call mine before handing it to her. 

"Go home, don't come back.. I will call you, don't call till I do" 

"Okay!" 

"Good" 

She hugs me quickly before smiling and running out the door and I find myself leaning against the door to get over the impact of her smile. 

Sh*t.