More Than One

Andy’s POV
When I woke up the first thing I notice is the unfamiliar scent of the pillow I was using. I slowly cracked my eyes open and was momentarily disoriented. I sat up in bed and remembered I stayed with Sara. I checked the time and saw that it was 9 am. I typically sleep till noon on Saturdays so this is different. I get up and walk to the main room and see Sara with a black button up long sleeve shirt tucked into black dress pants and black dress shoes. Her hair was slicked to where it was out of her face and stayed exactly where it was supposed to and it looks like she binded her chest. She had no boobs. It was obviously one of her personalities and the person was scrubbing the kitchen counters. Confused I guessed it was Hunter.
“Hunter ?” He jumped nearly 4 feet and placed a hand on his heaving chest.
“I forgot about you. Sleeping till…” he looked at his watch and back at me “9:35 is typically something prohibited in this home.” He glared at me as if he was my mom or something.
“Sorry I was tired.” He shook his head and continued to clean the kitchen. I walked around the breakfast bar and sat down.
“How often are you typically…” my voice trailed off and i started to think. asking how often he was “out” sounded weird i have no idea what to say or how to ask.
“How often do I have the light?” taking note of what to say next time I nod.
“Just as much as Sara typically but mostly on the weekends considering she’s very serious about keeping her DID hidden from people at work.” He put the bottle of cleaner under the sink then shooed me from the tiled kitchen floor.
“I’m mopping.” he moved all the chairs from the kitchen and pulled a bucket and mop from the side closet.
“You told Sara you would have a busy day last night.”
“I do i just typically sleep till noon so everything is after twelve.”
He glared at me.
“Laziness is not something you should be proud of.”
“I’m not.”
He stopped what he was doing then faced me.
“Then why are you talking about it?”
Kinda dumbfounded I just stared him and shrugged my shoulders.
For a while i sat there awkwardly waiting for something to happen. When he finished mopping he moved to dusting and vacuuming the living room. After a while he cleaned the whole house and it was eleven thirty. He sat down at a chair and stared at me.
“Care for a late breakfast.” He chuckled then added “or and early lunch.” I nodded as I hear my tummy grumble.
“You're vegetarian right?” I nod again and watched him pull out vegetarian replacement meat , tortillas, tortilla chips and salsa.
“Have some chips and salsa while I cook our tacos.”
I noticed the salsa was home made as I dipped my chip into the red sauce and ate it.
It was so good!
“Did you make this?” I gestured towards the salsa and he shook his head.
“No. Kattalina isn’t the best company but she can cook.” I laughed because that's a trait i’d never expect from her. When Hunter finished he placed a bowl of meat on the bar along with tortillas and silverware. Everything was lined up in a line. From biggest to smallest as well. He poured me a glass of water and sat next me.
“Dig in.” He exclaimed.
The tacos were amazing but the entire time he didn’t talk.
“Do you not like me or do you not talk very often ?” I blurted.
He stopped mid chew and sat down his half taco. He swallowed and chewed on his lip.
“I’m not a very social person.” He murmured. He was obviously uncomfortable but I really wanted to understand this so I pushed a little more.
“Why?”
He stared into nothing as he was thinking and looked at me.
“ I don't know. It's just hard for me to be social. My chest tightens the longer the conversation.”
“Is it hard to talk to me?” He nodded then continued to eat. I didn't want to be hard to talk to. I wanted to be everything Sara needed and her personalities needed. I don't understand why I'm so smitten by her but I guess the occasional meet up at the Chinese restaurant and the one time we got tea really affected me. I looked over to hunter and even as a boy she was gorgeous. Nice eyes and no matter how hard she tried she did have nice hips. I would never admit this out loud but she's gorgeous and everything I would want. She's so smart and even though she's shy she's easy to talk to. That's why I want to be easy to talk to. I wanted to be closer to her to hold her again and kiss her. Hunter noticed I was staring and shot me a glare.
“Stop staring. I know what you're thinking. Don't touch me.”
“Why don't you like to be touched?”
“Why are you so damn nosy?”
Silence engulf the room. After a while I backed off
“I'm sorry. I just want to be there for you.”
“I'm not Sara and I'm not a girl. I don't do the feelings thing. Stop asking me questions and don't touch me.”
“Boys can have feelin-”
“Boys can. Men don't.”
I stood frozen. It was obvious Hunter doesn’t like me.
“Hunter I'm sorry-”
“Stop apologizing. Leave. Maybe Sara will call you later. Hopefully not.”
Wide eyed I realized just how angry Hunter was. Shit. I didn't mean to upset him. But I sulked to her room and got dressed and left. Sitting in the car I rest my head on the steering wheel and cussed myself out.
I really hope I didn't mess this up between us.

Notes

This was hard for me to write for some reason....getting blocked...uh oh. COMMENT AND RATE AND SUBSCRIBE PLEASE IT HELPS ME WITH MOTIVATION