MARLORY POV:
I have been a calm and collected person in all my life! as far back as I can remember. I have never had to question my demeanor. In fact, my conduct has been the blue print of the standard used in dinning discipline in other forster kids here. I may not be that far gone in age but the manner in which my presentation is modeled, is way more matured compared to my looks; making me a highly respected resident with a leadership role at the LUNA HALO REFUGE. Extreme situations which had to make me pissed never got me that far raved; how then does a stranger? Specifically; a girl for that matter! get me to the point of feeling like strangling her!
My culture was brought under serious scrutiny for the very first time! Here lies the case, I am not a rascal, although that is what majority prejudice us with, we those with unknown origins, raised from this particular background without substantial cause, on the notice.
Neither am I an animal! I don't prey on the feeble. I have never had an altercation with a female nor do I want to, talk less of beat on a female for any reason yet for the premiere and an unknown fact, I did have a grudge with a girl! Not that I look down on the gender but I simply feel they are delicate beings meant to be handled with extra care and should be respected above all things.
Initially, I was spellbound! lost in those rare captivating shades of eye demarcation. That sea blue Iris like the deep cleansing refreshing waters of the ocean, bringing calm to me and quenching my insatiable thirst for her surprisingly! all at the same time; then there was those blazing crimson red pupils, like hot fluid magma with fury brewing in them igniting a raw catastrophic volcanic rage within me altogether! Just like the simple scratch of a match on a matchbox to ignite a fire. It was as if I had met yet once again with an opposition of before! however, we've never encountered each other ahead of then. Not even brushed past each other along any path per chance. she is not a familiar face nor one to be forgotten lightly. I'd bet with my last coin; I couldn't have forgotten her if we had ever met with those lasting impressive distinctive balls as vision enablers. I could swear on my life! I wanted to eliminate her there and then! although I wasn't a killer. I could never hurt even a fly. I wonder where the gory instincts came from. Conflicting my whole beings symmetry.
How could I have possibly thought of hurting her?! The most attractive female I had ever seen. Damn! She was a goddess! here amidst we mere mortals. Her abode should be amongst all the celestial beings only seen in visions and half consciousness due to the massive everlasting ramifications left in their trails. Here I was a little big headed as they thought my eye colour was unique. Rare? 'He arched an eye brow mockingly.' And I was special? ... Pff! at the shelter. 'Scoffs then shakes his head in embarrassment at their demeaning ignorance.' Well! Misconception cleared. Or could they be contact lenses? 'He inquired quieting down his restless brains for a while to pick up in a short breath.' Naa! she carried them too well for them to be an imitation. It seems, I am now signing onto the board of judges of doubting Thomas's of eye shades now. 'Marlory shouts within.' The very bunch I resent to the bone for bugging me with their stupid questions, assumptions and suggestions about my very eyes; worse yet not believing my truth. I might as well just go poke her eye ball with my hand to confirm just as I'd want to tell them jobless peeps to come do mine and fucking let me be. Crap! why do I feel like I'm offending her in anyway and want to protect her so much, right now? 'He pause once again.'
Bullocks! This shit is crazy! However, I simply can't help it but also feel like destroying her. Indeed! It's been weird stuff, commotion within ever since meeting the lass.
To be prosaic, there were rarities in existence in the universe who deserved all the appraisals such as her! not ordinary people like me. I wonder what they would have said if they were the ones to see her. They sure as life and death will be enthralled unquestionably. They might as well offer to be her slave just as I felt the need to pledge myself to her by this strong hypnotizing nudging angst but the fiery disgust robbing shoulders there in made it a herculean task.
If unique were to come in the form of a person? It would definitely be her! I was completely floored by her, off guard to tell the truth. Which I have never been before! She must be in possession of some shitty powers. To think that, I am always on the look out for shit like this; only to be irked by her. I wonder how a person could be the embodiment of two strong opposing forces at the same time. Great appealing vibe then strong repulsive aura! Strange right? It felt as though, I was in another world totally, floating in paradise peacefully with all the beautiful things coming together perfectly! Which suddenly transformed into great abhor! My emotions has never been displaced like this. I have always had great hold of control over my temperaments however, today? I lost touch with all that had to do with my emotional elements completely! With her tiny self but enticing features, she should be afraid yet she seemed confident before me. A rare trait nowadays though! Yet which she possess! making her even more attractive. Daring she devil! The parody of a girl as my match! Funny enough she challenged me! Ha! Ha! Ha! I don't know why? But this was getting me more fired up negatively as well as excited in other ways positively.
I would definitely oblige to a psyche evaluation if it should be suggested right now! Cause I don't know how I could want somebody that bad as much as hate them too! Sounds like a mental case. Oh! Yes ! I admit, I did notice in the midst of the turmoil ... She was beautiful! Very! very! I couldn't say it enough, reservedly with a sharp foul mouth! as if that wasn't enough, alongside a nasty attitude. Awful combo! Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! One that pulled me in, into her enchanted world. Bunkers eeih?
A pure combination of surface appeal combined with an ugly depth! an unfortunate contrast in one container, a fascinating one at that too! Never thought my first crush would turn out to be my worst enemy for no apparent reason. What an irony!
Did she really know what she was bargaining for? Didn't her parents teach her to be weary of men? Any second delay from the intervention of the other lady, I could have broken her into countless pieces ..... regrettably though. Was she standing up to me or what? Darn! some defiant guts she sure did possess. Men with all their strength! even in their right sense don't dare face up to me, yet today a female did! What a joke! I must say, she is admirable but stupid. And what was with that sound which escaped me? Then her foreign words with her dramatic posture? 'He supposed amused.' Free advice! if only she could hear me right now, she needed way more than just gibberish and pose to rattle me the least!
Today! in itself, has truly been a confusing one sincerely. I mean, how can a normal human being growl!? Did I truly do that? 'Trying to make the same sound for confirmation only to end up disappointed with a weak ' haaaa!!' like a scaredy weak person.' Was it a one time random thing or it would only come when am enraged? How was I even capable of that in the first place? Did she cause it? I need to see her again to clarify my doubts. Is it? Or i just really want to simply see her that bad? 'He presses mentally.'
The anger that came with all that confusion is just out of this world. Whom or what am I? 'He questions his origin solemnly.' I can't help but have an uneasy, unsatisfied cold feeling down my stomach. I feel this is far from the end and the hidden unsettling.
"Hey! Bud." With a tap on the shoulder made Marlory conscious. It was was one of the senior lads he shared the shelter with Damian. The institution was set up to house matured individuals who became adults without adoption in the system and were either chosen or opted to stay back and help other destitute kids. It did come with petty incentive, however, one could also do other jobs outside the refuge home alongside for extra bills. The same dude that got the gig he went for before meeting Keana.
They were not an item which one would term close friends cause Marlory was a conservative person. He seldom interacted with the other kids in the younger section way back before his maturity age. This other guy, damain was the handyman of information and a well known out going body for the shelter. He was the source of rare news, crazy connections and the sort in the forster home. It wouldn't come as a surprise at all, if he turns out to be involved in some shady shit out there considering his crooked affiliations.
It was within inexplicable circumstances he spoke to Marlory about the building site opening likewise him accepting it, also ending up in the particular restaurant he did. He'd never say Yes! readily to a random offer on the spot without carefully contemplating it but this time around, he did. It felt as though he was compelled in a way to. It seemed it was of ominous transposition.
"Heeeey!"
"How was the site?"
"Cool!"
"Just cool?"
"Yeah!"
"Nothing interesting to tell?" The other guy asks suspiciously.
"Nope!"
Knowing very well Marlory was not much of a talker unlike himself, thus shares not his thoughts never the less, he was the one that got the gig for him and was hinted he came back from break in a foul mood than he left. Also aware the tough guy wasn't easily triggered his curiosity was peeked.
" What got you sour after break?" Damian dropped straightforward to Marlory's shock.
"What the heck was that? Are you keeping tabs on me?" He pushed back with enough force to juggle the other guys composure. He suspected there was more to his interrogations than mere concern.His temperature was rising in the wrong way which was unusual. He realized he had changed. The least provocation worked him up way too fast than it should. The old Marlory wouldn't have taken that statement too hard possibly knowing there was an ulterior motive behind it. Something had truly been altered in him undoubtedly! 'Take deep breaths man!' He looped mentally waiting on Damian for explanation.
"Hey! chillax! It is not what you think. A little birdie I simply asked to keep you comfy retweeted when I inquired of your faring. Nothing untoward, I promise! " He assures. For his own good though.
"It was nothing phenomenal. Just the usual annoying folks out there." Marlory summarizes still working on his rising palse within.
"Okay!" He responds in pécise not wanting to push his luck. "Did you have anything though? Just asking in case you didn't or if you are hungry ... you know? Cause food is one major thing that gets a man's mood bitter. I know it does mine anyway " He explained fumbling weary of giving the wrong impression. "In reference to your day, I presume you haven't had anything?"
"We ... ell!" Marlory dragged with backstage contemplations 'What the fuck! does want?'.
"Don't overthink it, it almost dinner time and I was hoping we could grab a bite by ourselves outside together or better yet .." He said taking a check at his wrist watch."Go to the cafeteria right here, in this building together." He suggested emphasizing on them both.
"Eeerhm!" Marlory stammered as his memory was refreshed, he had truly literally walked out on food when he left that restaurant in the afternoon without any; after the clash with the unprincipled girl and had a bland taste in his mouth since. Food didn't come to mind after that unsavory heated misunderstanding with the gutsy sassy chick. He was about to lie to avoid dealing with the guy but his stomach beat him to it by wailing thunderously. Moreso, the manner in which the guy was deep painting 'together' came off awkward to him.
Besides, he had always done stuff alone, by himself in his comfort. He was a lone wolf! He didn't need any company to come reign on his parade now.
"Shall we?" His company asked.
"Thanks! But I think l am good alone." He told the guy off. The fact that he got him a side dish does not mean they had become automatic bestie's! Hell to the No! And he is sure to make it a one deal with no extensions! Crack head! He cherished his solitude; although his leadership role does not give him much space to hide but the ample space he is allowed was much appreciated. He didn't have a clue, as to why? the guy wanted to hung around with him and didn't want to avail the room to begin with. He was not interested in finding out the aftermath of his alliance. He comes off too dubious to be linked to.
"Bu ..t." The guy protested, wanting to convince him when the alarm went off! Signaling in-house dinner was ready. Marlory escaped through the door before the guy could put together the rest of his speech. "Saved by the bell! Wheew! weird dude there." He thought as he made his way to the dining hall. Fragments of keana's face flashes in his memory after the narrow escape from the clingy weirdo. "I must see her again." He resolved resolutely.
Would he truly see her? How would their next meeting be? .....
This Novel is written by: Dzifa Tsikata.
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