Unfirmilar in casa

Chapter 5

"Argh... my head... what?... what happened to me?.." I said with thinking. Slowly my eyes began to open, my mind groggy. The weight of my eyes is so much i'm starting to consider just letting them drop again and just go back to sleep. Wait. That person. Where is that person. Who are they? My eyes fulling opened looking around the room I'm in. My eyes skittered around the room looking for another body but when i didn't find one they relaxed and started to take in my surroundings. The house, no hut. The hut's interior is remarkable. It's made of stone and mud or clay staked like atop each other to hold together. There are rags hanging from the walls, what look like clothes. Some look big enough to be a body drop and others look small enough to be scarves. different weapons lay around the hut too all kinds from knives to spears. There's a wooden chest not for from me but closest to the door, which is just a long and wide piece of cloth. A bucket of water by the bed, speaking of the bed wow, it is beautiful. Large soft with the skin of some kind of animal as a coverlet. Pillows are another type of fur but they seem more rolled skin warps to form a head rest. The frame is a weird type of wood... it has a lot of knots in it and pulled grain parts. I think, i think it's cactus. My senses come back to me and thirst over wells me again. Turning over i see a cup on the floor next to me. I pick it up with my thin an dry skin from days out i the unforgivable desert. Once the cup in within my glass I hold it tight to me chest and slow get up heading to the bucket of water near the door.I move my feet ever so slow as to not alert the girl i saw before i blacked out incase they weren't here. Half way there my body couldn't take the time it was taking me to get there and i just walked quickly to it falling to the ground in-front of the bucket. Dipping the cup into the bucket my hands feeling like they are singing to my and praying that i never be stupid enough to let them get so dry again. The water feels cold and soothing to the my skin. My hand feels like it has been transported to before i left my home. Lifting the cup full of the crystal blue liquid to my lip does the sensation spread. When I take in the water my body starts to immediately it stats to undo of the damage that had been done the past few days. 

After i finish drinking all the water my body could take i looked around the hut again just to make sure that no one was here. What's that? Talking. Crap they're coming back. I have to get back to the bed. Standing up straight still holding the cup walk in a slight hurry back to the bed putting the cup back where it was. as i sent down the cup i see a knife on the ground not far from the cup. Grabbing it I get back on top of the bed laying my body limp the way it was when I woke up. expect the knife in my right hand which is covered by my butt. I held the dagger in my hand facing the point below my right cheek to hide it and holding the end of the hilt in my hand tight enough to hold it but too tight to make the person coming aware that I was awake. Closing my eyes i calm my breath down. Now all i have to do is wait for my chance. Relying on my hearing I listen for the movements of the person walking in.

I can hear the slick pulling of cloth that is the door. Foot step that are light with the dirt and sand mixture that is the ground of the hut. The kick back of the sand isn't that much with means that the person can't be that heavy about the same weight as me i'd bet. The are walking slow and calmly which means they are relaxed, most likely they are are the owner of this hut. suddenly I hear a clambering as if someone dropped a bag a weapons onto the floor after carrying them. Enough through the drop was a shock to me i keep my breath steady and calm, my body relaxed. More walking, where are they going the hut is small. It's getting closer, they are walking toward me, perfect. This is my chance to get them. I just have to wait till they are a bit closer. Pressure, the bed caves in slightly to it next to me. I feel the soft brush of another body against mine. They are... they're sitting next to me. I feel the movement of the air around me move. Colder air moves in a pointed fashion toward me and when it hits my face it dissipates leaving a warm breeze of heat coming to my face. Now. With quick movement my body sprang into action. whipping out my knife i stretch it out till i feel the top edge of my fingers hit a soft and smooth part of skin. While this happens my hand comes to life trapping the persons hand right before it touches my face. My eye just open with a fearsome rage in the. Standing the message 'I will kill you if you move' to the other person's gaze before the even try to get free from my grip. Once my gaze centers on the persons figure i see... it's a  girl. Her eyes are wide with alarm. Then once the are taken out of shock they calmed down. They were... beautiful.. her eyes were a beautiful warm chestnut brown color with a pure golden starburst pattern exploding from the pupil. With a darker brown ring around them. In this instant i can't see anything but her eyes, so beautiful and bright with life.(listen to Lovesick Fool by The Cab for this part) My face softens my heart beating faster and faster i think it might just burst. Common, common, there we go, finally i got my eyes back from her gaze. Looking at the rest of her i see her in full detail. Her hair is the same gorgeous chestnut brown as her eyes. The curls in her hair make it seem like they are warm waves of chocolate flowing around her face. Which is tan with a soft smoothness like the way that the desert sand that lay below the bed. There were a small collection of darker spots skin under her eyes on the bumps starting of her cheeks. Her lips were a pale but bright shade of nude, and soft like a cloud. The curved ends of her lips pointed up toward the sky ever so slightly. Following the rest of her body i saw her wearing what looked like rags but they were the best looking rags i've ever seen on some. The seem light weight but enough to fend off the desert climate. From the way she's dressed i would say that she from this region. 

My focus on her was broken by her speaking to me, "I guess you're awake then" She said to me with a smirk on her face like she should have seen my reaction coming. Her voice was like the sounds of flowing water in the desert or of a gentle breeze blowing calmly by your ear. Oh, crap, I'm still holding her arm and a knife to her throat. Well, it's too late to back down now. Returning my gaze to her face I tried to shake myself from getting into a trance by her beauty again. 

"Yes, I am. Where am I? Who are you? I demand you tell me what is going on." I told her in the best stern serious voice that could muster right not. 

Her face seemed to show that she was a bit hurt by my lack of response to her friendly joke pass. Not that i didn't want to get to know her friend but i just won't make the mistake of trusting random people that happened to be leaning over me after i woke up in new unfamiliar surroundings. "You're in my hut." She said simply looking at me and lifting one eyebrow up as if to say 'This is my house are you really going to hold a knife to my throat in my bed'. Hearing her say it was her hut and that this was her bed, then remembering the position she and i were in, my face grew hot. I hope that she doesn't notice how red my face is. I loosen my grip her wrist a bit, but she doesn't move. Then i let my hand go and unclasp my hand from her arm letting go of her. She took her hand back placing it to the side of her on the bed. I'm not moving the knife incase she attacks me. 

"Ok, how did I get here?" I ask her to look at her waiting for her to say something like 'for the sacrifice or you're dead' or something like that. 

She looked at me in the eyes and i think she realized that i was not going to remove the knife than she spoke saying, "I saw you faint out there a few dunes away." She started gesturing toward the door. " I though you might be someone from the village that i didn't know and hadn't warn proper clothes but the closer i got the more i realized that it couldn't be someone from the village when i got to you were very dehydrated. So i gave you some water and took to back to town with me. Put you up in my hut gave you a bit more water then went to tell our leader what had happened. When i got back i went to check on how you were doing and vale here we are. Does that answer all your questions?' She asked me with a slightly irritated tone or at least exhaustion from explain the same thing most likely many times. Guilt has been filling me more and more as she told me what happened. I feel so bad holding a knife to her especially after she took me in out of the kindness of her heart without her help i would probably be dead right now. Moving my hand away from her throat i flip the blade so the point is toward me and offer it to her. 

"I'm sorry, I mistook my situation. I believe that this is yours." I told her regret and guilt in every word I spoke. 

She smiled at her kindly pushed my hand down lightly with hers, "Keep it I have a feeling it will make you feel safer."

"Thanks.." I told her in a hushed kind of embarrassed tone. 

With that, she took her hand back and got up. Walking over to the door she bent down and picked up the water bucket bring it back over next to me. "If you want some water to drink feel free. There's a cu-" She started to say before I cut her off.

"A cup on the floor next to me, I know. I sort of drank half of the bucket already while you were gone. "Sorry.." I told her looking down slightly, suddenly ashamed of drinking it without permission. 

"Oh, ok then would you like anymore?" she asked me kindly not looking too surprised. Shaking my head lightly I look up to see her siting back down next to me. She held up a rag than dipped it into the water. "Don't freak out ok? I'm going to touch you," she told me her sweet voice cutting through my walls causing me to just freeze where I sit. Leaning forward she smiles and gently pressed the wet cloth to my face. Washing off the sand, dirt, sweat, and anything else that attached to my skin. 

As she cleans my face the only thing I can think of is how embarrassed I am to be being cleaned up by a stranger I don't know. " I can do it thank you," I say reaching for the cloth. she gives it to me and I take it smiling at her finishing what she started. 

Now my body is as clean as it could get with out taking a bath or shower. Turning to her I say, "Thank you for this" She smiles and nods finishing picking out clothes from the chest near the bed. My legs hanging over the edge my shoes making dents in the sand that sit next to them. Putting the rage down next to the bucket I stand up and before I can register anything she puts a stack of clothes on my face. 

"Here, put this on. I'll wait just out side." She said sheepishly waiting for me to take it from her.  Her head facing away from me. 

"You don't have to I can just wear the clothes I'm in," I told her pushing the clothes back to her lightly.

"No, you can't. That's half the reason you almost died out there, your clothes, plus I'm sure we are about the same size." She told me, then gave me the clothes and walked out. I guess I wasn't really wearing the proper clothes for being in the desert... a pair of jeans and t-shirt... Then again I wasn't expecting to be walking in the desert and I wasn't going to make even to change... Though that wouldn't have done much for me considering the fabric, that's pretty much all of the small amount of clothes I have- but still. Turning around I place the clothes on the furred bed cover and change into the more appropriate clothes for the weather. 

(Listen to Warrior by Beth Crowley)

Who knows how long I'll be here or even what is outside of that hut, no matter what I know that I have it, and even if they weren't like the girl that saved me I'm sure that they aren't anything I can't handle. 

After getting dressed in what seemed like a mix between and dress and a belly dancers battle consume, I hide the knife among my clothes and turn around. Heading out of the hut. Getting to the door I grab hold of the cloth door. Holding the edge of the cloth I close my eyes, "Here we go" Opening my eyes again I pull the cloth to the side and walk outside the hut.