I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 41
"There's one thing I want to ask, it's not that important, but I'm just curious," ben said while driving his car through the streets of Pennsylvania insterstates left right treated with views of rocky hills overgrown with grass and mapple trees whose leaves are red and orange.
"What's that?" ask Laras while sipping his can of coke.
"You said you stopped working at Rose's house because you're tired of working in two places, but why are you working at Boucherie?" ben's question made Laras confused about what to answer. "Don't you just want to avoid me" Ben said, then made Laras almost choke.
"Emh .. actually, I .. emh ...." Baras thought for a moment looking for the right reason. "I thought I was exhausted, but my savings were different, so I had to work again on the weekend." The barrel breathed a sigh of relief. Finally he found a reasonable reason.
"So it's not because you want to avoid me?"
asked Ben, looking at Laras at a glance.
"Ah no! Why avoid you, I've never had a problem with you." Baras sipped back his can of coke. Moistened his throat which suddenly felt dry.
"All right," Ben said as he touched the audio screen of his car. Alice In Chains' Man In The Box. Ben opens the window of his car, enjoying the fresh spring breeze. The afternoon sky was so bright.
"Where are we going now?" ask Laras.
"Hmmm ...." Ben stroked his cheek, a sign of thinking. "We're staying in Shamokin, a small town near Philadelphia, I think it'll be fun" Ben said later.
Laras had only heard the name of the city, and in fact during his two years living in New York, Laras had never traveled outside the state. This was his first experience.
Road Trippin' by Red Hot Chilli Peppers replaces the previous song. Provides a warmer atmosphere.
"Are you tired? I can replace you by driving" said Laras.
"I'm okay" replied Ben.
Baras was singing his lips. "Are you afraid I'm going to ruin your fancy car?" fashion Barrel.
Ben chuckles. "It's not because of that, Laras .. If this car breaks I can buy it again," he said.
"Damn .. I forgot to talk to a billionaire." Barrel closed his mouth pretending as if he was surprised.
Back Ben chuckled. "I'm not tired yet, that's all" Ben said as he sped up the pace of his car on a quiet street.
From a distance the town of Shamokin is beginning to be seen.
The barrel looked around the highway. This place is really beautiful. The hills, meadows, rocks, and spring trees on the side of the road of various types spoil the eyes as far as they can see.
Victorian-style houses began to be seen along the way. Ben started checking around to find the motel where they were staying tonight.
The sign reads Harry's Motel and Bar was Ben's choice to stop his car. The modern building looks different from the others. The average appearance of European buildings.
"You wait here" Ben said as he climbed down his car. The barrel just nodded. Staring at Ben's back, which began to disappear behind the lobby door.
***
HARRY'S BAR, SHAMOKIN, PENNSYLVANIA.
"You have to try this" said Ben, sitting in front of Laras, carrying a green bottle. A waiter approached while placing two short and wide glasses, two spoons perforated in the middle and a small bowl of sugar cubes.
"What's this?" ask Laras while checking the green bottle.
"Absinthe, you're gonna love it, let me show you something," Ben said as he grabbed the barrel glass, put a spoon on it, then took a sugar cube and put it on a spoon. Ben slowly poured the alcoholic liquid in the green bottle that soaked the sugar until it dissolved and fused with the liquid into the glass.
"Try it," said Ben.
Laras sipped the glass slowly.
Eyes rounded.
"Uuhhgh . it's so strong my God!" his screeches.
Ben terbahak's. Then prepare a drink for himself.
"Is it good?" ben asked while lighting a cigarette and smoking it deeply.
"It feels like a potion, but it's delicious" Laras replied. Then take the glass back.
Ben smiles. Noticing Laras seemed to start to feel comfortable.
The barrel felt his body start to warm up and lighten. The mood was good too.
The bar was starting to get crowded. There was the sound of country music from the band that was performing on stage not far from them.
"This small town is pretty good too" said Laras. The girl chuckled. His cheeks began to turn red.
"I told you," said Ben.
"I didn't expect you to have an adventurous spirit like this" said Laras, sipping his glass again.
"Do you really think I'm a home child?"
Laras chuckled again. "Of course not!"
The girl grabbed a pack of cigarettes on the table and picked up a stick. Ben hurriedly helped turn it on.
"Hmm .. You're a gentleman, really" said Laras. It seems that alcohol has affected his way of speaking. The girl became a little chatty.
"Ohya? Do you think so?" Ben smiled at the funny behavior.
"Yeah, yeah," said Laras. One sip soaked his throat. Then he smoked a cigarette tucked between his index and middle fingers.
"Look at you, you really look very adorable" Ben said as he rubbed his soft cheek.
Laras squinted his eyes. Then laugh out loud.
"Why do you think I'm seducing you?"
"Your words .. that .. is so sweet." Barrel sniggers. "Ben .. My glass is empty" Laras continued, showing the glass.
Ben immediately readied the drink for Laras.
"Please, Mr. Princess," Ben said as he thrust the refilled glass into the barrel.
"Thank you Mister Chevalier," Laras replied with an accent made like royalty.
Ben's face was shining. Just this time he saw Laras looking loose. All this time he saw this girl was so tense and serious. But tonight Ben looks like the other side of Laras.
Barrels sucked back his cigarettes. Then it breathed its smoke into the air and then chuckled.
"You look so happy, Laras," said Ben.
"Of course I'm so happy, I am like .. the happiest girl in the world!" The barrel raised its glass, then gulped its contents.
"Ohya? Why?"
"Look at me, I'm stranded in this place with a Benjamin Chevalier, the man most wanted by all women." Barrels.
"But you don't want me" Ben's fishing rod.
Rounded Barrel Eyes. "Owh ..really?"
"Yep!"
"How can I not want you, Mister Chevalier. Look at you, you're a near-perfect creature" Laras said, unaware of what he had said.
"So, what exactly do you want me to be?"
"Definitely!" Laras chuckled again. Sipping the remaining liquid in his glass.
"Owh .. so glad to hear it" said Ben. "You wait here for a second, don't go anywhere, okay?"
"Yes, Ben," said Laras as he put on his sweet smile.
Ben stepped onto the stage and spoke to the band members who were breaking. The long-haired man picked up an acoustic guitar that was on the guitar stand. Then sit on the chair in the middle of the stage. Ben confirmed the mic position and then directed to the front of his mouth.
"Good evening, Shamokin," said Ben. Everyone inside the bar looked at him. It seems they don't recognize who Ben is. Makes Ben feel relieved.
"Emh . my name is Ben, and I would like to play a song for my girl over there." Ben pointed towards Laras who was amazed to look at him.
"It's from Faith No More called Take This Bottle."
*I can wait to love in heaven
I can wait for you
Far away, I'll treat you better
Better than down here
Cuz I've done wrong
And I'm a little afraid
And I ain't to strong
And this ain't easy to say
Take this bottle
Take this bottle
And just walk away - the both of you
And let me feel the pain - I've done to you
I can hope we'll be together
With a better roof over our heads
I can hope the stormy weather
It passes on - it passes on
But I've hoped too long
Hoped for me to change
And that hope is gone
Listen to what I say:
Take this bottle*
Ben plays his acoustic guitar neatly. It was very different from the stage with The Rebellion. Some people even invite their partners to dance to a song that Ben plays beautifully.
While Laras sat looking at Ben while propping up his chin with both hands. His smile kept coming from his lips.
Suddenly someone pulled Laras' hand and asked her to dance with him.
A large man with a thick beard grabbed his body. The head of the barrel feels pulsating. His body began to stagger.
****
