Be My Soldier Forever

Ep. 64

It's been three weeks since Alan came home, and every day Adrian always says he wants to go out with his old friend. I don't know if I should believe him or not, on the other hand I want to believe but on the other hand I feel like they're lying. And suddenly Alan just disappeared.

Every Thursday and Saturday mornings, Adrian would take me to the meadow and stay there for hours, eat and enjoy the silence, and enjoy the beauty of nature. But, when we hear the chirping of birds or the sound of angina blowing loudly, we must be talking.

At first I felt awkward, forced and insincere at all chatting with him, but during the trip the last time, we had a serious chat, it started when he asked me, about what I like to eat, I think if I answer it well normal and I answer it I like to eat cake with peanut butter, he laughed. I was a little embarrassed and my palms were wet from nervousness, but my stomach and chest were tickling with laughter. After we completely forgot about food, we realized that we had something in common, we both loved cats more than dogs, he said dogs are just cute on his face and just want his full attention whereas cats are not, cats are soft and they will be very comfortable if they are on our lap, and I agree on his opinion. I asked her what her favorite movie was she answered Transformer, I thought she had a sense of humor it wasn't, she was just like me doing action movies. I wonder why he likes this movie so much.

“Why do you like action so much?”

“Well, I love how a car can be a big robot and how to fight, like my job that likes challenges and wars.” It felt like my heart was about to explode, to be honest, I felt overwhelmed by what he had just said. He waited for my reaction, he looked me in the eye when you also started looking at him with your mouth slightly open in amazement.

“I don't know what to say anymore.” He looked embarrassed but also pleased with my answer, after which we continued our conversation and continued to talk about other things.

It was Monday, Alan left early and I left for work.

“Yes, sure, I can't leave my job, I have a little work to do.” He looked at me with a frown that signaled he wanted me not to go to work.

“As long as I'm gone, don't pout anymore, ok.” I said.

On the way to my flower shop, I let my mind wonder about Adrian, he's kind, sweet, and there's more to it than I've thought all along, but the logical side of it, he said, my mind was pushing me towards something terrible. I was angry, and I hit something, and then I felt frustrated that I couldn't let it go of my mind, angry that I trusted anyone too much. I was very angry and didn't know what to do. I want to cry, scream and throw away all – stuff at the same time. But then I put it away again, I stopped right at the bungakudan dpean store and was ready to work and forgot Adrian and also the bad memory for a moment. About an hour or so, I served the buyer.

I left my flower shop almost 9 p.m. I felt tired and ready to go home, as I walked to the car, I had to go through the road that gave me goosebumps, as I passed by I heard a loud clanging sound, like a trash can falling down hard. My mind began to turn to the events of the buuk, someone was stabbed, or harassed or even killed. I want to escape. I quickly got into the car and left like nothing had happened, I just kept going, slowly I inched closer until I pulled into the wall and looked at it.

“Halo?” I shouted, I have pepper spray in my hands just in case. “Is there someone there?” still no answer. I let out a sigh. It must have been because of my conscious mind, but then I heard a voice like a suffocating cry, my breathing stopped. I had to run away, I felt scared when I suddenly felt something at my feet, I shouted. And backwards hitting the pillar of light that barely let out light, I held the pole ready to run, as I saw it I almost laughed at myself. From the darkness came a filthy white cat with one green eye and one blue eye, the cat was still small and skinny who kept mewing with the same suffocating cry I heard in the hallway, my heart melted in that place.

I carefully leaned on the sidewalk and stretched my hand out to the kitten, hesitating, he snorted my hand from afar not wanting to get too close. But for a long time he then turned towards me taking small steps, after which I rubbed his face with the tips of my fingers, and the closer I could see clearly his ribs that were bobbing on the surface of his skin, the patches of feathers were gone and the tones of patches of scar on top of his white fur. My heart felt pity when I saw something like that. I have some animal preservation equipment but I don't even have my own pet, the kitten is getting bolder and practically lying on my lap, I know I can't let it stay here, so I picked it up and took it home, I was worried that later she would feel pain, I had to take her to the vet tomorrow morning. Luckily I had a small cage in the trunk of the car so I put it there and then went home.