Reborn- His Scarlett Moon

I sat there in his living room.

None of the boys had returned, Ryan, Beck or Josh.

Ryan had asked a few of his men to stand guard at the entrance but they were not allowed inside.

So I was basically sitting there, sulking and doing nothing in particular.

It was after sometime that Bellow joined me for the night.

He tried offering me food and drinks. He was really kind and sweet.

” Why don’t you sit down and have a drink with me? It’s just grape juice! It’s good for your tummy! ”

I winked as I pulled him beside me.

As I forced his mouth open to force feed him the juice, because he was so shy, I immediately let him go. I saw something that sank my heart to the pit of the sea.

Bellow didn’t have a tongue. Was that the reason all along why he didn’t talk? I clearly saw a scar left behind in his mouth from where the muscles were cut off. He too backed off, probably feeling shy. He was a shy boy. But this topic was more sensitive.

” I’m sorry Bellow, I don’t mean to meddle here, but what happened to you ? Who did this to you? Is this the reason why you couldn’t talk? ”

He shook his head in the negative.

I couldn’t understand.

I was about to ask him more about it but he looked very very agitated. So I placed my hand over his and asked,

” Ok, champ! Forget about it! I am starving. I am going to make something. Tell me what do you like eating most? ”

He immediately pointed to the mobile phone and asked me to order food delivery from an app.

” Nah! I feel like cooking. Just tell me what you want. And I will need your help around the kitchen as well. You know, I am new here. ”

Cooking was a love language. I wanted to make him comfortable so he would eventually open up. My heart was aching at his condition.

I made up my mind to confront Ryan about the situation below.

” I pray this has nothing to do with you Ryan Bane! ”

I muttered under my breath.

I had been pissed with him since he left like that so suddenly. He always gave me those weird goosebumps where I actually never got to confirm if I was caterpillar or a butterfly.

” Aahhhh! ” I sighed so loud that it almost muffled the sound of Ryan’s car, coming inside through the entrance gate.

The kitchen was outside, apart from the main house. It was just beside the main gate and judging from its absolutely new conditions, it was probably never used.

I saw Ryan noticing the lights on in there as she parked his car.

I pretended to mind my own business as Bellow ran towards Ryan.

Seeing him scuffle Bellow’s hair and patting his back immediately made me smile.

There was no way Ryan could have done that to Bellow . They literally had a father son vibe.

And had no idea that it felt on my face a big smile as I sliced through the onions and cried.

” You must be cooking something really, really emotional. It got you smiling with tears, wow! ”

I didn’t notice when Ryan had walked inside and was standing right behind me.

” Haiya! Ryan! Oh my gosh! You startled me! ”

The knife almost slipped from my hand and the onion rings fell from the table.

Ryan grabbed each one before they fell on the ground, like spider man and gracefully placed them back on the table.

” Wow! You got superpowers. ” I complimented him as he smirked.

He seemed like he was in a good mood, unlike how he had left.

” So, what’s the special occasion? What are you making? ”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I think I was over excited to see him as well. I started spouting nonsense, all of a sudden.

” Umm, well, yeah! I got something special. I am preparing for a date. ”

Ryan’s hand dropped at the statement. I could feel his death stare over my shoulder.

I grinned to myself as I stirred the pot on the stove after putting the oil and onion in them.

The awkward silence between us was titillating me. I had to confess to myself that it felt great teasing him and making him jealous, but I didn’t want to confess that to him.

“So, Sherry, who’s the lucky guy you’re cooking for?” Ryan asked with a hint of annoyance clear in his voice.

“Oh, just someone special,” I replied, purposely being vague.

Ryan furrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his chest. “Why can’t you just tell me?”

I shrugged my shoulders and turned my attention back to the food. “I like to keep some things a mystery,” I said with a sly smile.

Ryan let out a frustrated sigh and walked over to me, peering into the pot. “What are you even making?”

I laughed and pushed him away playfully. “It’s a surprise,” I said, winking at him.

Ryan rolled his eyes but couldn’t hide the smirk on his face. “You’re so annoying,” he said, but I could tell he was enjoying our banter.

” I would like to see your special guy try to come inside. Don’t forget everything around here that you see is mine, including yours….”

I wanted him to go on. I wanted him to say ” you are mine”. But he stopped. He stopped right before my ears could soak in that music.

He stopped like stopping was stopping him. Was it me? Was it my behavior earlier?

I wished I could tell him that it was getting frustrating.

I knew I felt something for him from the moment I saw him. Back at that night. That something was strong, vague and I needed answers to it. But now that something was choking me from within and I had no idea where things were heading.