Status: Complete: Might plan a re-write in the future.
The Sharpest Lives
Lisa's POV
*~Lisa’s P.O.V~*
I woke up at about two-thirty. I showered, got dressed and headed downstairs. It was quiet, so I assumed Sheri was still asleep. I scribbled down a note and headed out. Down the main street and to the café. I grabbed a table and waited.
“What’s up?”
I looked up at a smiling Frank. He seemed happy that I showed up. He took a
seat. Awkward silence.
“Do you like me?” I asked before I could stop it.
“Uhh…”
“I didn’t mean to put you on the spot. I just wanted to know.”
I saw him blush a little.
“Well, I want to get to know you. Answer me this, are you scared of having a boyfriend?”
“I don’t have time for one.”
“What if he understood your job?”
“Maybe.”
“Can we hang out more?”
“Like where?”
“I wanna take you somewhere in a couple days. Although, I want it to be-”
“Not at night. Work.”
“Can I come with you that night? Saturday?”
“I don’t know. I just don’t wanna get in trouble.”
“It’s my mom. You won’t. Come on.”
I sighed. “Fine, but only until midnight. After twelve, I’m gone.”
“Deal.”
We talked for another h our, then I left to start my rounds. As I left, he pulled me and kissed me on my cheek. I also could’ve sworn I heard him sniffing, just once though. Then we went our separate ways. I had a huge smile on my face as I watched the sky start out orange, to pink, to dark blue, then black.