Kaya: Home

The guy didn't stay long.  Part of me wanted him to stay.  I sort of liked him.  After he'd gone I started acting a bit more like myself.  Scott still pressed me to tell him what was wrong but I managed to distract him so he stopped asking.

At last our shift ended and we walked into the cool late afternoon air.

'You want a ride home?'  Scott was holding out his motorbike helmet.

'Would it be rude if I asked to stay at your tonight?  I don't feel like being alone right now.'

'You know you can stay with me anytime you like.  I love looking after you.  Besides it'll give us sometime to talk.  We don't seem to do that a lot anymore.'  I knew what he meant.  Although we spent hours together on our shifts we never had time to talk properly.  There were always customers needing to be served and before we knew it the shift was over and we had to go home.

I shoved the helmet over my head and climbed onto the bike behind Scott and put my arms round his waist.  I loved the feel of him, so strong and safe.

It didn't take five minutes to get to Scott's studio flat.  I guess because he lived alone he didn't need so much space but even I marvelled at the smallness of it.

We had a nice evening.  We watched 'The Lord of the Rings' on Scott's minature TV and ate popcorn made in his microwave that looked like it was about to blow up any second.

I fell asleep in his arms.  It was a nice feeling sleeping there, like nothing could touch me.  Like all the stuff I had found out about Vampires and the travelling circus didn't matter anymore.  Scott was my world.

But when I woke up in the morning he was gone.  There was a note:

Emergency at George's.  Will be back soon as possible.  If you have to leave then I'll see you at work later.  Scott

George was Scott's hopeless brother.  He was always calling with one problem or another.

I decided to get dressed and go see if I could find the guy with the long hair from the circus.  I didn't have a chance of finding him but it was a way to pass the time.  And I was curious as to who he was.  I was drawn to him in a way I didn't know how to explain.  I wanted to ask kim all sorts of questions about the circus and why he chose to live that way.

I locked Scott's front door, posted the key back through the letterbox and set off to find a man I didn't have a clue where to look for.

The End

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