Love Aint Always Pretty

Petrichor

- the scent of rain on dry earth

Origin: Greek

16

After visiting their mother's tomb, it was almost twelve noon when we left there and I'm terribly starving right now. The car paved way to the gravel road and I saw us arriving on the pathway of this old looking house. Tracy seemed so excited to be here but Nick was just quiet after we left the cemetery.

"Starving Savannah?" Tracy gazed at me over the rear view mirror.

"A little." I answered.

"Don't worry. Nick is here. He knows how to cook." She says before unbuckling her seatbelt.

When they stepped out of the car, I did too. I pulled my blouse down to cover my showing skin above my garter and then finally stared at the white colored house. Vines were creeping on the corners of the house and I see a patio swing right on the porch. I walked behind them as we march our way near the house.

"Who owns this house?" I asked.

"We do. It's where we used to live before we headed college." Tracy answered.

Nick inserts the house key to the knob and finally opens the front door. It was a small house and everything inside looked untouched, like they were still new furnitures. The living room couch was colored light green and the walls were white. There's this staircase that leads to the second floor and I see a door right across the living room which is probably the kitchen. Tracy closed the front door behind me as I watch Nick entering the kitchen.

"Are there still foods in the kitchen Nick?" Tracy asked.

"Yeah. I called Mr. Moore that we were coming over today so he did some grocery." He answered.

Tracy and I headed to the couch. "Your brother knows how to cook? Seriously?"

She nods and grabs the remote as she starts to turn on the television. It was an old looking tv but it was still working.

"Who's Mr. Moore?" I asked.

"The caretaker of this house. He's the one who's been looking after our place when we left for college. He lives a little close by."

The kitchen door swings open, "What do you girls want for lunch?"

"Make your all time famous spicy spaghetti Nick." Tracy said happily.

Nick gazed at me. "Would you want that for lunch?"

I nodded right away. "Yeah. Sure."

He walks inside the kitchen. "Could you look after my brother for me? He doesn't wanna be alone inside that kitchen."

"Why?" I asked.

his past. Could you? I just

No problem.

inside or not. Little by little I slowly reach for the door and

was wondering if you needed

for me? I'm still going

paused. I don't know how to do that.

of what

doing our thing. When I was done chopping, I stand and handed him the chopping board with the chopped spices that he

cooking? Guys don't really likes

years now." He answered.

your.. mom teach you how to cook?" I tried to make a

"No." He said quickly.

further more cos I'm sure he'll just get mad at me if I do so. He's in a foul mood right now and

He called out.

paused and turned

that night

Catherine. He was still

cook than I do. But then I noticed that he's been even more very

in the afternoon, we were done watching this rom-com movie. Tracy and I were both laughing about the movie but Nick was just quiet right next to Tracy. Then Tracy and

think we can't leave yet." Tracy called out while she was peaking outside the

hurriedly ran to the window and the rain was pouring outside the house making everything totally soaked within two seconds. The loud pitter patter of the rain echoes inside the house and I think we are stuck here for

slippery on the way

have to sleep here for

have a

have an early class tomorrow that I can't miss."

not going to take the risk on driving on a rainy night." Nick says.

I gave up.

up the table, Nick helped me place the dishes to the sink while Tracy went upstairs to prepare a room for me. Nick and I started washing and drying the dishes together. The sound

stands right next to me, so it was my chance to look at him before this night would end. His golden-brown hair perfectly paired with those mesmerizing blue eyes, his broad shoulders, sharp jawline and goodness the way he

"Savannah. I'm done preparing your room. You're going to sleep on my old one. C'mon I

It was so girly and I could see her old photos

us got worried. What if a robber could've come inside and fought with Nick? We glanced

Tracy called out.

downstairs and ran to the kitchen. My eyes widened out from my sockets. Broken glasses

There's blood.

Blood dripping.

hand is covering with blood. His blood

Tracy shrieks.

Tracy and I

his wrist tight with the other. "The knife slipped from my