Chapter 12
"I think here is perfect" he said as he settles down on the bed, we paid for a hotel room, am a bit relieved that its not my formal street, though its the town but different neighborhood.
"Yes, but we can't stay here forever, after it then what" I said, no matter how far I look at the future I can't see any happy or bright moment.
"Calm your horses, we will figure things out" he said "first let's find something to eat" he said and left, and for the million times suicide krept into my mind I so want an easy way out. I looked around but find nothing useful and beside I want a painless death. Then again I figured how difficult it will be forel Peter then I decided not to do it at least not yet.
"Wakey, wakey" I heard his voice as he nudge me, I rubbed my eyes, I must have fallen asleep "here" he said, handing a back to me, I opened and it was a mouth watering fried rice, for long I had no appetite but here I am feeling my stomach growl at the sight of the rice.
"Eat up" he said, I dogged in, it was really delicious, I started hearing something funny, it was Peter humming as he eat, I looked at him and he is moving his head in tune of whatever his humming.
The sight spark a happiness in me and I giggled, he turned to me, then what started as a giggle turn to be a full blown at laugh, the more I take in his confused look the harder I laugh. He stood up to check his face in the mirror, he found nothing.
"What's so funny" he asked,
"Who would have known that the perfect cool Peter, hums while he eats" I said as my laugh sober down, he smiles.
"Only when the food is delicious" he said. Sitting down to continue with his food.
"By all means continue" I said as we resume eating. Today I talked a lot with Peter, more than I have ever did since we met, I get to know him more, and realized Paul was never following his footsteps, Peter is really good and I rather have no one beside me now than him.
We took turn bathing, he noticed my shyness so he left me alone to dress up, and its funny Lydia didn't pack any undies and all the cloth she packed are not fit to sleep with, mostly trousers and tops, I can't comfortably sleep on them. I was still pondering whether to wear it like that or not, I felt the door open, peter walked in, I forgot to lock up.
He's eyes landed on me, the towel was tied loosely on my chest, revealing a bit of my clevage, I felt immobile, that's the worst part.
"Still not dressed" he said, with no indifference, its as if am a log of wood and he feels nothing, he's really asexual.
"Am.. I have nothing to wear" I said, even though he feels nothing, that didn't stop the blush from appearing on my face. He sighed and walked towards his bag, after some shuffle, he threw me his cloth, a polo and a Jersey short.
"Wear this, am be ready we going out" he said and left, I took the cloth and sniffed it, smells like apple, that's Peter, that's what he smells like. I wore it, with no undies, normally I never go out without undies, it makes me feel naked, but we have no other choice.
So after getting dress I walked out, feeling shy, it intended when I saw Peter leaning on the balcony, his presence alone makes me forget the fact am pregnant, all I keep thinking of is spending the night with him.
"You ready" he said with a smile which he's been doing a lot lately. I gave him a nod
"Then let's go" he said and I followed him, I have no idea where his taking me to, but Peter have the aura that makes you follow him like a humble slave, I stared at his broad back as he slowly walk and all I see was power.
"I think here is perfect" he said as he settles down on the bed, we paid for a hotel room, am a bit relieved that its not my formal street, though its the town but different neighborhood.
"Yes, but we can't stay here forever, after it then what" I said, no matter how far I look at the future I can't see any happy or bright moment.
"Calm your horses, we will figure things out" he said "first let's find something to eat" he said and left, and for the million times suicide krept into my mind I so want an easy way out. I looked around but find nothing useful and beside I want a painless death. Then again I figured how difficult it will be forel Peter then I decided not to do it at least not yet.
"Wakey, wakey" I heard his voice as he nudge me, I rubbed my eyes, I must have fallen asleep "here" he said, handing a back to me, I opened and it was a mouth watering fried rice, for long I had no appetite but here I am feeling my stomach growl at the sight of the rice.
"Eat up" he said, I dogged in, it was really delicious, I started hearing something funny, it was Peter humming as he eat, I looked at him and he is moving his head in tune of whatever his humming.
The sight spark a happiness in me and I giggled, he turned to me, then what started as a giggle turn to be a full blown at laugh, the more I take in his confused look the harder I laugh. He stood up to check his face in the mirror, he found nothing.
"What's so funny" he asked,
"Who would have known that the perfect cool Peter, hums while he eats" I said as my laugh sober down, he smiles.
"Only when the food is delicious" he said. Sitting down to continue with his food.
"By all means continue" I said as we resume eating. Today I talked a lot with Peter, more than I have ever did since we met, I get to know him more, and realized Paul was never following his footsteps, Peter is really good and I rather have no one beside me now than him.
We took turn bathing, he noticed my shyness so he left me alone to dress up, and its funny Lydia didn't pack any undies and all the cloth she packed are not fit to sleep with, mostly trousers and tops, I can't comfortably sleep on them. I was still pondering whether to wear it like that or not, I felt the door open, peter walked in, I forgot to lock up.
He's eyes landed on me, the towel was tied loosely on my chest, revealing a bit of my clevage, I felt immobile, that's the worst part.
"Still not dressed" he said, with no indifference, its as if am a log of wood and he feels nothing, he's really asexual.
"Am.. I have nothing to wear" I said, even though he feels nothing, that didn't stop the blush from appearing on my face. He sighed and walked towards his bag, after some shuffle, he threw me his cloth, a polo and a Jersey short.
"Wear this, am be ready we going out" he said and left, I took the cloth and sniffed it, smells like apple, that's Peter, that's what he smells like. I wore it, with no undies, normally I never go out without undies, it makes me feel naked, but we have no other choice.
So after getting dress I walked out, feeling shy, it intended when I saw Peter leaning on the balcony, his presence alone makes me forget the fact am pregnant, all I keep thinking of is spending the night with him.
"You ready" he said with a smile which he's been doing a lot lately. I gave him a nod
"Then let's go" he said and I followed him, I have no idea where his taking me to, but Peter have the aura that makes you follow him like a humble slave, I stared at his broad back as he slowly walk and all I see was power.
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