State of the heart

State of the heart

A Chapter by Gloria

A germaphobe well that is the first thing that we have in common . I wonder what else we will learn about each other .Mika is the first person I have ever really wanted to learn more about  so I find my self asking questions and trying to get him to talk more but some how I am always the one doing the most talking .first I start with the basics like .

"So ,where were you born ? " to which he replied

"Europe some where ,what about you ? and how did you end up here ?"

"Well I'm not exactly sure I was told some where warm but other than that I don't know ,and as of how I ended up here that is a whole new story that I'm not sure you have time for ."

"Well who told you some place warm that's kinda vague your mother or father  it sounds like it would be a fathers statement ."

"Oh, neither my social worker  I, umm well my parents are both gone they uh, died when I was really young ."

"Oh, God sorry I didn't think I didn't realize I'm sorry ."

"It's fine its not something I like to advertise I don't want people feeling bad for me I grew up in good home from the time it mattered I don't ever remember the bad houses ." That was a complete lie I remember every little detail of every house I ever when to the drunken cursing to the beatings to the creepy husbands and "brothers" but I won't put that on his mind .

" I'm glad you had a good home I have known some people that grew up in foster houses that were just horrible ." I wanted to slide my hand over his lips to make him smile because the frown there didn't look right he was supposed to smile I wanted him to smile . So I asked the first  thing that came to mind .

"So what's your favorite colour ?'

he looked like he understood why I chose to change the subject so he played along.

"Red its the colour of life death and the heart the three things that r linked you either live or die depending on the state of the heart ". The entire time he was speaking he was looking directly at me  with a thoughtful expression  when I thought that's number 2 in common .

he laughed then said "What about you ?"

"I have always loved red but you just gave me a whole new reason to love the colour  "

And there was the smile I longed for .

 

 

 



© 2013 Gloria


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