...Aaron's life just got a lot more complicated. At least, until he found a way to shake her off.
Aaron laid there, his head pillowed by nothing but concrete. The girl had left as soon as he had opened his mouth to start answering her question. It was almost as if she had known his answer. Was it possible that she was like him? No, he would have known if that was true. She was simply smart and intuitive. It was pointless to run or hide. If she was going to find him anyways, then any effort would all be wasted.
Aaron was not one to fight a losing battle. He had lived his life by flying under the radar. Life had no purpose other than simply existing. That was good enough for him. Being noticed always led to hatred, mobs and sometimes jail. never again. Avoiding people seemed the safest answer.
Not even thirty minutes, after she had left, passed before he heard her soft footsteps returning. There was a smell of unhealthy grease in the air as a red and white paper bag was dropped by his head. Aaron's stomach growled.
"Figured you were hungry. Lookls like I was right." She stated mater of factly.
Without moving or even opening his eyes, Aaron muttered. "I never asked for anything. I can feed myself, if I so choose."
The girl plopped down on the other side of the alley. She pulled her legs close to her chest with her arms wrapped around. Her chin rested on the knees of her blue jeans. "I know, but you don't." A forlorn sound echoed in her voice, lost and sad. ~to be concluded~
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