Fake Couple

We were in front of the restaurant still talking. He looked shocked and surprised as I said "My brothers". He asked, "So, you do know?" I begin asking him questions, "Why do you find them familiar? How do you know them? Will I ever reunite with them?"

I was so curious and worried. I wanted to know more. I wanted to know where these memories were coming from. The dream I had last night, were they my brothers? They kept calling me sis.

He replied, "Okay, I'll tell you everything that I know. Let's just go inside." He grabbed my hand and dragged me inside the restaurant. It was so clean and organized. I was too afraid to touch anything expensive so I stood beside Jafar.

"One couple? Please go to the elevator and go to floor 4."

Jafar grabbed my waist and pulled me toward him. I blushed and tried to push him away but he said, "Just act like we're in love. This restaurant only allows couple to enter." I wondered then obeyed. We went to the elevator and I was thinking.

I finally had the grudge to ask him a question, "Hey, Jafar, if this restaurant only allow couples, am I the first one to come here with you?"

He grinned then answered with his charming voice, "Of course, I hear people from school saying that this restaurant is amazing. It sucks that you have to be a couple here. So just act like we're in love or the employees will know that we're lying."

Act? I thought. I never had a boyfriend so I don't know what love is all about. What do couples do exactly? How am I suppose to act with him when I don't know how to love myself? My whole life I've been alone. I had no one and I couldn't love myself because of what I had to deal with everyday.

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"Get her!!!" A man shouted as I stole bread from his market. He was chubby and his clothing was old fashioned like he was living in the 80s.

I was running away and kept running to escape from the man. I found a dark alley as I was running and hid there to eat. I was eating and felt refreshed after several bites. Once I was done, I start to head out from the dark alley and saw the man, furious. He was right in front of me but he grabbed me from the collar and start punching me. I was bleeding and bleeding from the punches he was giving me. He pulled my hair then threw me to a wall. He mumbled, "Worthless human being."

I begin to cry at what he said. I have always done the same thing over and over again. Stealing food then getting beaten up. It's always the same. I couldn't love myself because I was hideous. Greasy hair, oily skin, bruised up skin, skinny and ugly. I wouldn't love myself of how I was treated from other people. I had to pay to eat but I had no money. I couldn't get a job because I was underage. I had to be 16 or older to get a part time job. I just wanted to be like everyone else. Have a family, siblings, have fun and not worry about another day or so I thought.

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"Jafar, how do you exactly love someone?" I asked.

He blushed and let go of my waist. He begin explaining, nervously, "Well, um.. for example, if we were a couple and we liked each other, we would have to give each other kisses on the forehead, cheeks, or our lips. Loving someone is a feeling everybody would love to enjoy. Their heart beating rapidly and their face turning red from looking at their lover. That's what love is."

"Oh, so it's a feeling of wanting to be with them like holding their hand for a long periodic time?"

Jafar scratched his neck and mumbled, "Yeah, something like that." I said, "Does that mean you like me?" He stared at me with a surprised look on his face. He said jokingly, "Like you? Don't make me laugh, I don't like anyone." I got confused and confessed, "But you hold my hand all the time. The time I tried to pull my hand away from you but you threatened me saying that you would drink all of my blood." He asked, "Why did you obey me then? Why did you still let me hold your hand?" I confessed, "I'm scared.. of you."

"Scared? Me? Because I'm a vampire?" He worried.

"Yeah." I answered.

"Averyanna, I-" He got cut off.

We were on floor 4 and Jafar didn't finish his sentence. The lady in front us said, "Please, follow me. I'll take you two to a table." We followed the lady and as we were walking Jafar grabbed my hand. He whispered, "Remember, I don't like you. Just act like we're a couple." I whispered back, "Okay, I understand."

The lady took us to a table and asked, "What drinks would you like to have?" I replied saying, "A water." Jafar answered, "I'll take a water also." The lady left us a menu and she left. I was sitting in front of Jafar as we were facing each other. The seat comfortable like it was a couch. I was hearing whispers saying, "What are high school students doing here? Are they really in love or are they faking it?" I wasn't mad but Jafar was getting irritated. I saw his face and he was frustrated.

I whispered, "Ignore it, please. Let's not cause a scene."

"Yeah but- um.. how should we act like a couple when we're clearly not?" He urged.

I had an idea. I said, "What if we call each other names? Like um.. baby, my love, you know?" I blushed as I say those words to him. He thought about it and smiled gladly. He said, "Sure. What should I call you?" I didn't care what he should call me. I said quietly, "Whatever you want to call me." I looked through the menu and saw a sirloin steak. It looked good. I've never been in a restaurant so I have no idea how I should order. I said, "Hey, Jafar, about earlier. Can you tell me about my brothers?" He said, "Of course, baby."

I got chills run down my spine when he answered.

He begin explaining, "Your bother's name are Dark and Stone. They're twins and they're 4 years older than you. Dark has black hair while Stone has grey hair. They look alike but they have different hair color and eye color. Dark and Stone are demons just like you. I heard they are the evil twins. I even heard a story about them having to erase two people's memories. I don't know who the people were but I remember meeting them only once. I was basically homeless like you were and I bumped into them on accident. They gave me food and patted me on the head saying, 'Be careful out here little man. It's dangerous. Be safe.' The next day, I saw them walking around town just casually talking and I overheard their conversation. Dark said something about feeling sorry about erasing a girl's memory. Stone agreed saying, 'Yeah, I hope she isn't like Jafar. Homeless, and have nothing to eat.' I didn't know what that was about but it was quite weird. How do they know my name?"

I begin to gather all my thoughts. I asked, "What if they erased my memory? No, that doesn't make sense.. I was all alone from the start but why do I have a memory of them helping me with Math? This doesn't make sense." I was getting confuse and frustrated from all this thinking. I needed to calm down so I stared at the menu.

"Hey, sweetie, are you okay?" Jafar asked.

I replied smiling, "Yeah, my love. I'm okay." I didn't like how we were acting to be a couple. I just wanted to eat to forget about this.

I looked around and the lady was coming toward us with drinks in her hand. She said, "Are you two ready to order?" I responded, "Yes ma'am, I'll have the sirloin steak, medium well with double french fries." She grabbed her notebook and start writing. She asked, "And you sir?" He said, "I'll have the same thing."

"The food will come out in a bit." She explained.

I was thinking about what my brothers. So the dream I had about last night was them? What if they-

"Baby? Honey, are you okay? What is it?" Jafar kept asking questions.

I replied, "Sorry, babe. There's just things on my mind. I'm just curious, that's all."

I was drinking my water until Jafar start to sit right beside me. He said, "About what, darling?" I looked into his eyes and I was dazed about how shiny his eyes were. Blue eyes looks so sad on him, like he felt the same way as I feel right now. I sadly commented, "I'm wondering about our past. Could our past have a connection?" Jafar looked shocked and wondered, "Who knows?"

He placed my head on his shoulder and calmed me down. He whispered, "I promise we'll figure this out together."

I saw the lady come up to us and said, "Your food is here! Enjoy." Jafar went back to sitting in front of me. The lady placed our meal on the table and left. He was eating and I didn't know how to use forks or knives. I tried to learn by watching him cut his steak in pieces. I couldn't do it so I just ate French fries. He sighed, "Do you need help?" I blushed and said, "No, I don't." He chuckled and teased me saying, "Suit yourself, this steak is good." He took another bite.

I was getting jealous that he was enjoying the steak and I wasn't. I didn't know what to do but eat the fries and stare at him while he was enjoying his steak. Jafar got annoyed and said, "Open your mouth." He had a piece of steak on his fork and insisted to let me have a bite. I hesitated but took a bite. I had to chew for a while then swallowed. It was juicy and good. Sooner or later, Jafar was done eating. I was still eating but suddenly-

"Hey, Jafar! Oh, who's this? Your girlfriend?" A guy teased. He looked familiar because he has brown hair with brown eyes. He was also with a girl. She has blonde hair with blue shiny eyes. Her hair straight down as she has front bangs. Her body slim and healthy. She was pretty also. I looked at their clothing and noticed they were wearing school uniform. I gasped, "Noah?!"

"That's me, new student. Are you and Jafar dating? This restaurant only allows couples in." Noah argued.

Jafar argued back, "Averyanna and I are dating but are you two dating? You only use girls, Noah."

He replied in a shocking voice, "Woah, man. Beside, we are a real couple. We can prove it." Noah grabs the girl's waist romantically and leaned it while staring at her lips. They kissed and I instantly blushed at the thought that Jafar and I may have to do that. I choked on my fries and drank my water immediately. Noah laughed as he breaks the kiss with his girl.

"Has your girlfriend never kiss you? She seems nervous." He teased.

Jafar claimed, "We've kissed many times, I had to teach her." I spit out my water. I start coughing as I start to tear up. I was panicking in my head. Kiss? I've never kissed him before. Is he lying to cover up our relationship? He taught me how to kiss? Pfft, he did not. Noah chuckled, "Alright, whatever. When your girl feels better, prove it that you two are dating. I don't have time to wait." He starts to leave with the girl to a table.

I was still coughing but I was getting better. Jafar got mad at me saying, "Why did you panic when I said 'we kissed many times'?!" I stopped coughing and said, "I got scared! You taught me how to kiss? Please, I never had a first kiss." He said, "I had to cover us. Just deal with it. I don't want to kiss you but what choice do we have?" I blushed and looked away. I saw a lady preparing the stage with instruments like drums, guitars and a piano.

"May I have your attention, please? May I have your attention, please?" She repeats while having a mic in her hand.

Once she got everybody's attention, everyone was quiet. She said, "Would you guys like to dance? If so, grab your partner and start dancing! This is why we're a 5 star restaurant!"

Everybody cheered and grabbed their partner to dance.

"5 star?!" I thought.

This restaurant must be hella expensive! Jafar took a sip of his drink and asked, "Wanna dance?" I crossed my hand and blurted, "I don't know how to dance." He giggled as he grabs my hand and gladly said, "I can teach you." He pulled me into him and his hands were on my waist. I put my hands on his shoulder and blushed. He teased, "You're too short. You're like 5'2 who can't reach my shoulder." I said, "Um, I'm 5'7, thanks for asking. I'm not even short. I just don't know how to hold you." He said, "Don't worry, I'll help you." I blushed again but even redder.

I was trying to dance with him but I kept stepping on his foot. He asked, "You really can't dance, can you?" I answered in embarrassment, "I've never experienced anything like this before." He giggled and start to guide me. I stopped stepping on his foot and danced with him. I noticed Noah was coming toward us with his girl. Jafar whispered in my ear, "I think we might need to kiss."

"Don't remind me." I nervously said.

Noah came to us and asked, "So, are you guys really dating?" I really didn't want to kiss Jafar so I decided to confess. I stopped dancing with him and turned to Noah.

"Noah, we have a confession to make-" I was saying but got cut off.

"No, we don't!" Jafar yelled.

"Yes, we do! We're just frie-"

I got cut off by Jafar. He grabbed my waist tightly, leaned in, and looked in my eyes. He said to me, "I love you." He was about to kiss me but Noah stopped us, "Alright. It takes a man to say those three words to a girl he loves. I've seen enough." I pushed Jafar immediately and blushed uncontrollably.

"You're good to go." Noah said.

I grabbed Jafar's hand and went to the elevator. I pressed the button to floor 1. I angrily squeezed his hand and said, "'I love you'? Are you playing with my feelings?" He teased, "So you do have feelings for me?" I reminded him, "I never said that I have feelings for you." I let go of his hand and crossed my arms. He giggled and teased, "Is my baby mad?" I said, "Enough with those words. We're not a couple now, are we?" He said, "We could but you would reject me."

"That's because you don't love me!" I shouted. "I don't like you and never will!"

Jafar got infuriated and pinned me to the wall. He sadly said, "You don't like me? Not even if I suck on your blood? Or kiss you?"

"I don't like you like that." I mumbled, "I just wanted to be friends with you."

Jafar stopped and let me go. He said, "Sorry. I don't want to ruin our friendship either." We made it to floor 1 and Jafar had to pay. I felt bad for letting him pay. When he was done paying, we were going to his place. We were walking to his home. I asked, "How should I pay you back? The restaurant is expensive and I want to know how I should pay you back."

He stood quietly the answered, "When you move out of my place. You can pay me back by doing that." I looked down, gloomy, and replied, "Okay. I'll try to move out immediately.. but, I can't move out until my birthday comes up. I'm 15 and people only takes in 16 year olds or older to get a job. I'm still underage."

He sighed then said, "Fine, you can stay at my place for awhile. You can call my place home for now on." I got excited! I grabbed his hand tightly then gladly said, "You're the best!"

"But, here are some rules that I'm going to list for you!"

We walked and walked then made it to his house. When we got there, I immediately took off my shoes and got on the bed.

He begin to talk, "Rule number one: Do not invite anybody in this house! Rule number two: Take a bath everyday because I really don't want my bed to smell. Rule number three: Do not make a mess in my house. Rule number four: Clean up after yourself. Rule number five: My house, my rules, you listen to me no matter what. Oh, and rule number six: You're also helping me with chores."

I said, "Yes sir! This is the only place that I can stay at because I have no where to go so I'll obey you." He smirked then laughed. He said, "You really do remind me about myself." I giggled. I said, "Well, I'm taking a bath. Can I borrow your clothes again?" He replied, "No, I brought you several clothes for you to wear when I was gone last night." I mumbled, "I really need to repay you back someday."

"No need to. I have plenty of money." He seemed in a hurry and responded, "Oh, speaking of that, I'm going to be late. I have work tonight so take a bath and study history and chemistry. I wrote notes in my journal so that you can memorize at least some of them."

He left and I was all alone. I saw a bag with colorful clothes in it. I asked, "Is this the clothes he brought me?" I took the bag and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

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I was done and I got dress. It was matching pajamas! I was wearing pink button up sleeve shirt and pink sweatpants. I brushed my hair to make it straight. I got out of the bathroom then took my clothes to the laundry room. I went to the desk next after I was done. I sat down on his chair as I searched through his chemistry and history notebooks. I was studying then I saw his clock that turned 7:59 to 8. Jafar has been gone for almost an hour. I kept studying trying not to think about him.

I slapped myself saying, "Focus, Averyanna. Focus." I was studying for 3 hours straight and yawned. I was tired so I head to his bed. I lied down thinking about him. I questioned myself, "When are you coming back home?" I lied on my side and slowly fell asleep.

A few hours later, I woke up from a noise. I can hear the door knob rumbling and trying to open. I hid under the blankets thinking they won't find me but once the door open I saw-