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.

past. Could you? I just need

"Sure. No problem. And

Little by little I slowly reach for the door and

was wondering if you

Could you chop this for me? I'm still going to make the sauce."

know how to

the shapes of what I already chopped."

stands on his feet and headed to the burner. I sat down on the same chair and started chopping. We were both quiet while we were both doing our thing. When I was

cooking? Guys don't really likes to cook." I

now." He

teach you how to cook?" I tried

"No." He said quickly.

do so. He's in a foul mood right now and I don't know why he

called

paused and turned to

said that night

Catherine. He was still focused on what he was doing.

He's even a better cook than I do. But then I noticed that he's been even more very quiet since that time he told me to forget about what he said that night and I'm sure

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 I started playing cards while Nick was just watching

Tracy called out

it poured hard with the next ones in a few seconds. I 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

on the way back. It's dangerous to travel at night." Nick says.

to sleep here for tonight?" I asked.

don't have a choice." Tracy

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

you'll have to miss it then cos I'm not going to take the risk on driving on a rainy night." Nick says.

I gave up.

while eating. By the time it was time to clean 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 of the rain on the rooftop were echoing and

this night would end. His golden-brown hair perfectly paired with those mesmerizing blue eyes, his broad shoulders, sharp jawline and

going to sleep on my old one.

upstairs with her. It was so girly and I could see her old

a loud crash from downstairs made Tracy and I stop. Both of us got worried. What if a robber could've come inside and

Tracy called out.

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

There's blood.

Blood dripping.

blood is dripping all over the

Tracy shrieks.

Tracy and I

was holding his wrist tight with the other. "The