.: Saul :.
Maybe I should have...left her alone. She could have lived a happy, normal life without ever coming to the realization that I existed. I could have lived without her. Stupid instincts.
I hadn't hurt her, at least, like the rest of them liked to do. That didn't exactly guarantee that she'd like me, though. I sat at the kitchen counter on a bar stool, my chin propped in my palm and my eyes fixed on the door to the guest bedroom across the room on the second floor. I had to admit that while my father had been a total *sshole, he had a good taste in houses. The stairs in the dining room led to a landing over the living room, where the bedrooms where. There was a large office space under them on the first floor. Other than those few rooms and the bathrooms, the living room, dining room, and kitchen were completely open. In fact, the main wall in the living room was a giant window. It was pretty nice.
I felt my tail twitching anxiously on the floor by the legs of the chair. I should have left the girl alone. I was officially stupid.
The problem was, she had just seemed so...vulnerable...alone there in her room. She hadn't seen me, since she was asleep. I checked my watch. It was about five a.m. She'd be awake in an hour or two. I ran my hand through my hair and sighed heavily. Maybe she would like me. Nah. Never have high expectations. She would hate me. She'd scream, probably. Nobody likes blue people with horns.
Maybe she'd like what I did instead. The guest bedroom was nicer than my own. A private bathroom, matching, modern-looking furniture, a large window on one wall...and now, all of her stuff was in there, too. Gosh. Maybe she'd think I was a stalker. That wouldn't be good, since...it was kind of true.
Screw kind of. I was totally and completely guilty.
I slipped off my chair and started pacing between the end of the counter and the back of the couch. How would I approach her? Hey, I'm a blue guy, I kind of think you're pretty... She'd scream. Hi, my name's Saul. You get to stay with me from now on. She'd scream at that one, too. What about something shorter? Just a 'Hello,' or maybe 'Did you sleep well?' Not the second one. That was too stalker-ish.
I quietly made my way up the stairs and into my bedroom to sulk until the girl woke. I was the stupidest, most selfish thing in existence. I definitely should have left the girl alone.
