To Me It Was Unheard Of

"Oh I won't be able to stay for long. I'm supposed to be at work around 6 to help my boss. I wish I could though. It would be nice to eat other peoples cooking instead of takeout." He said with a small chuckle.

"You seemed like a person who can cook" I say looking at my call log on my phone.

"I am in fact a person who can." He put his hands in his pockets and looked around.

[ I think the reason why I took Greylar's hand on the balcony that day was because I craved some type of adventure from my uneventful life. The way he approached me was different from every guy who I've ever met. It made me want to get away from reality. Considering the time I spent being alive it was original. He didn't bully me into liking him, he didn't touch me inappropriately, and I don't feel uncomfortable around him. For once in my life I told myself that I didn't deserve to be lonely because it was never my fault why I was in the first place.

I want to proceed with caution but I still feel like that won't be enough to save me. ]

I stare out towards the street where cars are line up at a red light.

[ There's more road and land than buildings and air pollution here. I like the quiet life but I crave a bit of noise, to balance each other out. I stood in front of a tree where the only visible grass was with rocks that surround it. I just got off the phone with Von and my list of items that were needed became longer. I've invited my new friend over for dinner. When I did that, one, I can admit I was nervous, two, I realized that I probably shouldn't have said anything, three, after I said it I expected him to politely decline.

In which, he did. ]

[ I'm a little sad about it but at least I asked. Normally if I was interested in a guy I would observe him and never asked him anything whether it involved me or not. Mainly because I didn't know how to approach people. ]

"May I see you after? Balcony?" He stared at me with the most gentle eyes, waiting for my answer.

[ Hearing those words meant that he wanted my company still. ]

"Sure. Now I have an excuse to take pictures." I say with a light smile. I turn back to look at now passing cars. I was drawn to the red light that shinned as they drove away. It made my chest itch but I didn't scratch.

We arrived at the store and I remembered my current mission, aside from apologizing to Greylar.

A loud rattling sound made me turn around. Greylar was pushing a buggy towards me and I put my phone in my pocket. I stepped on a few rocks to get away from the huge tree that was planted. I walked towards the store entrance with Greylar pushing the buggy beside me.

"Now that I think about it....if that guy really did get stab I didn't hear any commotion outside. Did you?" He looked straight ahead but his eyes wandered.

"No. He was laying in front of the pool's back door when I walked behind the building. I still don't understand why a drunk guy would be behind a pool building and get stabbed behind one at that." I walked closer to Greylar so he could hear me.

"What if he was running and decided to hide behind the pool building. What if he wasn't drunk?"

"We're the only witnesses and the cops only lead at the moment. But I don't know." I said. We headed straight to the food isles.

"Wait, I don't understand how you could of suspected me to be the culprit." He looked at me hoping I'd explain. The people on the isle left us to ourselves and our thoughts. An new people showed themselves, staring at the particular items they seek.

I grabbed a two small boxes of mac and cheese and tossed them into the buggy.

"In that moment you reminded me of this kid I met when I was little. He was a pathological liar. We were given the task to put candy in the cubbyholes for the other children to have once they have finished there dinner and he watched as I did all the work. After I finished I left to go eat my dinner. Next thing I know I'm hearing rumors that I didn't pass out the candy. I was scared that no one would believe me and he was mad when I tried telling the truth. When you scared me after I just witnessed seeing a body I thought you had seen it too.

Your reaction was a bit scary and I didn't understand why you was telling me to come on. Like did you not see a dead body on the ground?? I thought you were a psycho for real. It almost felt like you were trying to leave so you could act like you didn't see anything. When you waited in the car for me it was the most ominous thing I've ever saw. It felt like you might have tried to run me over if I ran. It was weird behavior and it made you suspicious in my book." He watched me as I pick up more items on this isle and then spoke after I finished talking.

"You were so startled that I was thinking, yea it's time to take you home so I went and got in the car thinking that you were following me. I didn't see the body until I started the car and the headlights were beaming. That's when I thought this girl just murdered someone. I was thinking about scaring you with my car if you tried to run but I was relieved you didn't. Didn't feel like chasing you either. Besides that, both of us handled it poorly but you couldn't have known what you'd do until something life-threatening happens." He pulled out his phone to check the time then quickly put it away.

"True." I placed my hand on the buggy. I could feel the vibrations as the cart is being push by Greylar.

"We should go visit him" I say.

"Who?" Greylar said, sounding confused.

"The guy who got stabbed. I'm going to call Detective Curry tomorrow to see if we can. I'll text you once I know." Greylar turned to look at me.

"You must watch a lot of crime dramas" he chuckled.

"No, I don't honestly but I feel bored and all I ever do is grocery shop, take pictures, and go to school. The routine can make everything feel boring so this is a switch up for me." He smiled, almost laughing.

"Hmm okay. But it all sounds relaxing to me. The most time I had to relax are the times I've spent with you." He tried to look at everything as we passed it, like a kid in a candy store.

"You must don't get a lot of days off." I say as my eyes wonder around.

"No not really. But I'll survive." He said yawning.

After walking around the store for an hour, talking about cooking recipes and the trauma we've been through, I got everything I need and we were now on the road back home.

"You ever just want to go somewhere far away?" He laid his head on the closed compartment in between our seats. His hair strands fell on my arm while it rested on the compartment.

It tickled my arm.

I slowly inched my arm away to not alarm him or make him feel indifferent about my response to him being close to me.

"Yea all the time. It would be nice to take a vacation. If you could where would you go?"

[ I'm interested in him but I don't know whether I have a crush on him or if I just want his company. I can't tell if that sounds right. I'm trying to say I don't know if I like him for the reasons I want to like him. Ugh nevermind I should just stop talking. How do you stop talking inside your head? ]

[ I feel like I don't know much about him still. ]

"Anywhere that's far away and has water I can swim in" he said trying to look out of as much of the window as possible, while his head laid on the compartment. I could see him watching the trees and sky that flew by as I was driving.

"Same, the beach sounds nice right now" I say, seeing our apartment complex sign in sight.

I glanced at Greylar a couple times. His eyes closed for a few seconds and then he opened them again.

[ The trees looked so beautiful. Fall is my favorite season. ]

I parked in front of my apartment building and unbuckled my seatbelt. Greylar unbuckled his seatbelt and got out my car. Greylar insisted on helping me take my groceries inside. But I told him just help me sit them in front of the door because I knew he had to leave. Me and Greylar said goodbye to each other and he left.