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.

from his past. Could you? I

stand. "Sure. No

doubting if I should go inside or not. Little by little I slowly reach for the door and

marched inside. "I was wondering if you needed

Could you chop this for me? I'm

know how to do

shapes of what

chopping. We were both quiet while we were both doing our thing. When I was done chopping, I stand and handed him

cooking? Guys don't really likes to

years now."

to cook?" I tried to make a

"No." He said quickly.

a foul mood right now and I don't know why he is. Gosh he's so moody. I cleaned the table and threw the trashes that I left behind to

called

paused and turned

night when you found me

about Catherine. He was still focused on what he was

the time we started eating lunch, the dish that Nick made was very delicious. It tasted a little bit sweet and spicy. It was great. He's even a better cook than I do. But then I

movie. Tracy and I were both laughing about the movie but Nick was just quiet right next to Tracy. Then Tracy

think we can't leave yet." Tracy called out while she

hurriedly ran to the window and the rain

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

we have to sleep here for tonight?" I asked.

have a choice."

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

cos I'm not going to take the

I gave up.

and I wonder how he got this skill. Tracy and I were the only ones talking 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

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

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

She seems so excited to show me her room so I went upstairs with her. It was so girly and I could see her old photos when she was young

got worried. What if a robber could've come inside and fought

called out.

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

There's blood.

Blood dripping.

covering with blood. His blood is dripping all over

Tracy shrieks.

to you?!" Tracy and

was holding his wrist tight with the other.