A 19-year-old girl, Wendy Young, invites a 20-year-old-homeless man, Lucas Kim, into her life. Spending all their time with each other, Wendy couldn’t help but fall in love with him, but with everything going down, will it all go well?
View MoreAfter completing my thoughts, I checked my surroundings, seeing that I was already at the park. It was empty, as usual. I only see people walking their dogs or exercising here once in a while, but it’s always the same people. You see the same faces almost every week.
While walking, I took the time to admire the beauty around me. The bright green on the trees, the flowers blooming into vivid colors, the grass freshly cut not too long ago. I stop for a moment and close my eyes to take in the fresh air, and the wind gently blowing through my hair. The cold breeze traveling around me made me feel calm and safe. In a few seconds, I open my eyes to see something out of the ordinary.
Out in the distance, at least 20 feet away, I could see a man, sitting against a tree with his eyes closed. His clothes were dirty and torn, his blonde hair was messed up with mud on it making it look like highlights, while his face looked sore from being beaten. He looked like a model who wanted to run away from fame but yet failed. He looks too young to be sleeping here.
I slowly walked towards him to get a closer look. Before I could take another step, I stepped on something, causing it to snap in half. I looked down to see the twig I stepped on. When I looked back, I noticed the man staring at me. I took some steps closer but before I could get any closer he yells, “S-stop right there!” he continues, “I don’t know you! Please go away!” He backs up, maintaining a distance between us. I took some deep breaths calming my rapid heartbeat.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” I say, raising my arms. “I just want to know if you’re okay.” As I slowly took small steps towards him.
“I’m fine, thank you.” Before I could take another step, he stood up and ran away. I guess he was scared. My heart was telling me to run but my mind was telling me to enjoy the scenery. Before I could decide my feet started running towards directions the man ran off to.
As soon as I see him, I yell, “Excuse me, sir! Please stop!” He turned around to see me chasing at full speed which made him sprint even faster. I guess today is a good day for a run.
It feels like we’ve been running for hours. Finally, he stops to take a breath before noticing I was behind him. I stopped a few feet away from him to keep a gap between us. I can feel my sweat gliding off my face to the pavement. “Sir... Do… You have…. Somewhere to….Live?” I asked, trying to catch my breath.
“No, ma’am,” he responds, trying to hide his tiredness.
“Well, then you can stay with me,” I say, still panting.
“No, I’m fine. I’m not going to bother a pretty lady like you,” he says, causing me to blush, slightly. He can’t see it due to the redness of my face from the run.
“Thanks for the compliment, but it would be much better if you live with me. I can’t sleep knowing that a man is sleeping without shelter,” I spoke.
”Thank you for your concern but I’m fine. Besides, you might not be able to afford an extra mouth,” he uttered. He turns around to walk away.
“I promise that I can provide everything you need. I may be a stranger, but I’m a good one if that makes anything better. Just trust me,” I say, making him stop. He took a deep breath and agrees, “Fine, but if it gets hard for you I’m immediately leaving.”
I smile at him and say, “Deal. I’ve been lonely these days at home, so you’re really doing me a favor. You’re saving a part of my mental health.” He smiles back a bit and without hesitation, I grab his hand and start to lead him to his new home.
It was a long walk but all I could think of was a new friend who is willing to get to know me rather than use me. It’s not easy to get one after everything that has happened.
Once we arrived, I was about to unlock the door until he yanks his hand away from me, causing me to turn around.
“You’re rich? I thought you lived in an apartment or a condo since you look so… casual,” he muttered, pointing out what I’m wearing.
“So? Is there a problem with being rich? It’s not like money matters to me or anything. It’s just green paper that has numbers on it,” I say, turning back around trying to remember where my keys were.
“You live in a mansion! Who would let a poor man live here? No one! No one in their right mind!” he yells at me. I stop for a second but continue to unlock the door.
“So? I live in a mansion. I don’t want to, but I have to. It’s not like I have a choice. So, I’m sorry, but you’re going to live here whether you like it or not” I say, pushing him through the door.
The moment I entered I slam the door shut and lock it.” Now you can’t leave, sort of,” I stated as I throw my keys back in my pocket and take off my shoes before heading further into the house. I walk towards the living room.
“Oh, and make sure to take off your shoes. I don’t like dirt on my floors.”
Easy, calm, suspicious. The past week has been confusing. Amber was cheerful 7 days a week which is concerning because she never does that. She’s planning something. She hasn’t bought anything suspicious in my house, unless it’s under her clothes! She’s not that weird, she has sanity.I can’t say the same thing about Lucas. I can see he’s confused with this new side of her. He only knew her for so little, what should he suspect?“Amber, darling, what are you planning?” I say in a cheerful tone.Amber flimches and slama the bathroom door shut. And she dares to asks why I call her weird. “Doing a number 2. Although I thought I would be doing number 10.” I try to open the door from her grip but she keeps
Wendy takes a deep breath. “I know you guys hate each other, I can see it in your eyes, but try to get along. I can’t let my bestie and Lucas glare at each other all the time.” “I don’t hate him. I just don’t want to talk to him,” I say trying to sound unbothered, but failed. I knew this talk would happen but I didn’t want to endure it. I’m not a rude person, but Lucas sends out kidnapper vibes. “At least try to have a conversation with him every time you see him. He’s not that bad,” She looks at him but quickly looks at me. “Just bad enough.” “I’m not bad. I did nothing to you,” Lucas blurts out. Wendy glares at him. She hates when people talk back, especially people who disagree with her every word. “Zip it, eyebrows. I didn’t call you over here to complain.”
And here I thought college would be fun to attend again. Wendy is barely home. I only knew her for almost a month and now I feel so incomplete without her. It must be her annoying traits that make me feel complete. That has to be it. Veronica stays to entertain me from time to time. She said everything in this house is ‘technically’ mine until I move out. Although I don’t believe her, she tends to talk about her kids and how Wendy lets them do anything here. That’s because Wendy is biased and doesn’t care if I’m bored or not. “You look like a sad puppy waiting for its owner. The last time I checked, Wendy gave you a phone. A brand new phone,” Veronica says. “The last time I checked, she bought it to keep me social. She didn’t tell me the password!” I yell out.
Gosh, my heart is racing. I was still near Rose but an aisle away. I can hear her fake sobs as Tyler confronts her. The adrenaline from that! I made a comeback without Amber. I should reward myself with some ice cream.I walk back with a successful smile. Amber was still concentrating but was still cautious with her surroundings. “Where were you?” She asked, trying to sew the last piece of cloth.“Just in the bathroom. Nothing big,” I say in a cocky tone.“It must be a good pee if you look happy. Or was it a poo?”“It was poop. A massive one, in fact. I really wanted it out of my system. And there was pee. Just a small bit, but mostly poop.”“Sounds
Day after day, Lucas has really grown on me. Lately, we’ve been posting photos of Lucas on Instagram. It’s going quite well since he’s good-looking. He does want to become a model so this could make it a step forward towards his goal.Spring Break has already ended and I’ve been extremely busy. Exams are coming up and I’ve been ditching Lucas home with Veronica. Do I feel bad for him? No, he should be happy he doesn’t have to worry about exams.“I’m leaving for the library. Bye!” I scream out. It was already 12 and Lucas was practicing his selfies. To be honest, if it wasn’t for me he would’ve looked like a goblin in those photos.I met up with Amber at the entrance of the library. She was on a phone call, probably with Jay. “H
Where the heck are we going? The car keeps shaking and there are bumps everywhere! Without the seatbelt, I would’ve hit my head on the roof like nine times.“Wendy!” I scream hoping she would hear me over her evil laugh. “I think it’s time to go home!”“Never!”Oh gosh, I'm going to die today. I haven't even become a dad yet. What a waste of 20 years. I’m sorry to my pet mouse that I couldn’t feed you well. I will join you soon.I close my eyes. Before my life could end, Wendy did a sharp turn, making me bang my head on the window.“Oops. I should’ve said a warning. That must’ve hurt,” She says as I rub my injured head. &ldqu
We were driving to the nearest supermarket. Lucas was quiet after the odd situation. That’s what he gets for eavesdropping. There were times where he would whisper to himself and when I asked him what he said he pretended to play dead. Quite odd but I’ll let him be. I guess, this is like karma but I’m not sure. Karma to me or him, right now probably me. “Lucas, today got me thinking about college for you. You may have to start from the beginning. So like, the first year of college.” “Second year. I took a year of engineering before being homeless.” “But you’re starting a new major. Unless you want engineering to be your major and business to be your minor, then that’s up on the table. “I think that’s a good o
Done. All the laundry has been cleaned. I feel useful. Once Wendy left, I felt bored. I didn’t want to use anything that isn’t mine, like the arcade, the T.V, everything. The least I can do is to do nothing and sit and watch time pass by, but that would be boring. I started to gather ideas but everything felt too little. My final decision was to do laundry. How exciting. I messed up a few times. Accidentally put the wrong things in the washer. I’m not going to say what, but I am going to say I did it wrong. Let’s say the clothes got a bit smaller than usual. Now, I have nothing to do. There are no dishes to clean, everything is spotless, and Wendy seems busy. I check the clock above the T.V, 9:09. An hour left, 60 minutes left, something seconds left. I thought doing the laundry would take more time.
I was in my room, watching my casual show before I got a phone call. “Hello?” I say as I pick up the phone. “Hi, honey. I haven’t talked to you in a while,” A female voice speaks from the other side of the phone. “I know mom. You’ve been busy.” “Sorry, Wendy. I was planning on taking a week break soon so I can spend more time with you.” My eyes widen, “So sudden? You should’ve given me a month's warning.” “I wanted to surprise you but I couldn’t hold it in. I’m so excited to see you soon, honey,” She says in a baby voice. “No, mom! The house is… dirty?” “The house is dirty? Is Veronica not doing her job? Should we fire her?” Her
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