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"The girl on the wall"
My heart pounds inside s "Yeah… but I don’t want to talk about her"
She looks perplexed, drifting off into her thoughts "Okay… I understand" She releases an uneven breath before shaking her head "What’s your favorite color?"
I arch e came from "Huh?"
"What’s your favorite color?" she repeats without an explanation
I search her eyes for a reason why she’s asking, but I don’t know her at all, so I can’t figure her out "I don’t know… black onyx"
Her lips curve upward "That’s such an artist answer Most people would say like purple or blue, but you… black onyx" She laughs under her breath, and it seems a little more natural than the other couple of tih, which means it’s not real None of this is, which makes it easier
"What about you?" I ask "What’s yours?"
She o"
"Is that really your favorite color?" I inch forward slightly on the bed to keep fro to iue in her mouth, amused "What’s your favorite food?"
"Chicken teriyaki," I reply, wondering if we’re entering a gaoing with this?"
She shrugs again "I’et to know you"
"You don’t want to do that" I roll to arettes on the dresser I pull one out, grab hter, and then turn back over "In fact, I should have never brought you back here"
"Then why did you?" she asks, watching hter onto the foot of the bed
I slant et you away frouys"
She assesses"What’s your--"
I cover her et to ask one now"
Her lips curve upward against my hand "Okay"
I lower my hand to my side "First car"
"Never had one," she answers, her voice shaking and off pitch "Well, besides the one ave me"
I want to ask her how he died, but that’d be bringing up the subject of death "Favorite band?"
She rolls her eyes "You can’t have a favorite band It’s not possible"
"Bullshit," I argue, reaching behind arette on the floor "There’s always one that outweighs the others just a little bit"
She points a finger at me "Then you are not a true htly offended but entertained at the same time "I promise But I do have a favorite band"
"Who?"
"Pink Floyd"
"Total guy copout answer" She sht of it It makes me want to continue on in this little flirty state we’ve arrived at and keep going, move forward, at least until I sober up and life and reality return to me