Chapter 3
Questions
Malaya
Kale is looking at me with so much of sympathy. I think he understands how confused I am. I mean I’m elated that there is someone out there that is similar to me. But I don’t know what’s on the other side of the door.
There’s no question in my mind about weather I should go with him. I can protect myself if he comes from a family of psycho’s. I have so much of questions about myself. This is unreal and it’s all happening so fast. I’m stuck in a rollercoaster of emotions.
Everything is just crashing down on me and it’s all happening instantaneously. I see my dream guy. He comes knocking on my door literally! He verifies that I’m not the abomination that I considered myself to be. But now he is standing in front of me looking like Adonis and offering me his hand and answers to questions I’ve been asking myself for the past year. Honestly even if he told me he was a troll and he stood here looking like this it would be hard for me to resist. He’s like something out of my dreams.
I take his hand reluctantly and he gives me his freakin panty dropping smile. I swear it’s all I can do not to fall flat on my ass at this point as my legs get wobbly.