I hesitated feeling as if I missed something; he was acting a little strange. And the sudden leap from the bench startled me. "Maybe he's just shy." I concluded in my thoughts. Then my mind turned back to his question, and I realized my answer had been delayed.
"Oh, no it's about half a block from here." I said as I stood up shifting my weight on and off of my ankle. "I think I'll be able to manage some of the way now." He seemed like he was in a hurry and I was afraid that he'd lose patience with me. I began to hobble along at the best pace I could, at times he would get a head of me and then stop and wait when he realized I couldn't keep up. He asked me twice if I was sure I could manage going the rest of the way. The first time I said I could and the second time I accepted his assistance.
It didn't take long before we reached the "Lake ford Apartment and Housing". I had always thought the name was a little weird, since there was no lake even near the apartments. After two flights of stairs we finally reached the door to my apartment. I took out my keys, which only consisted of my door key, mail key, and my storage key. As I began to unlock the door I thought of my neighbors that lived on my floor. I had never brought anyone home before, let alone a young man that I met on the street. As I glanced behind me at the doors and those next to me I could see that some of them were cracked open slightly, just enough for someone to peek out of. I soon got embarrassed and blushed quickly opening the door and walking in, holding the door open for him to come in.
“Well this is it. Not much, a little small but I’ve seen worse.” I said taking the groceries from him and setting them on the small dining table. He closed the door behind him.
When walking in, the kitchen was to the left along with the dining table and the balcony adjacent to it. To the right was a large soft black and white couch, a small coffee table and a simple t.v. If you continued to walk straight after entering the door you’d come to a hall with a bathroom on the right and a spare bedroom on the left. Next to the spare bedroom was a small laundry room. At the end of the hall was my bedroom.
“Make yourself at home, you can either have the couch or the spare bedroom but the couch should be more comfortable because the bed in the spare bedroom is small and old.” I glanced at him shyly, “I have extra blankets and pillows, and I just cleaned this morning including the sheets. Do you need anything else?” I asked. I had never had a house guest before, so I was nervous and a little anxious.
My mouth went slightly dry as i began to reply, but only a distant breath excaped my lips. I began to think, my thoughts overlapping one another, "Was she serious? She didn't even know me, I suppose my shady clothing and odd aura wasn't enough to spook this one.The thought of staying with some girl I met of the street sounded even odd to me. There were so many reasons why I should just leave her there, that I began to question why I was helping her home. I would eventually find an Inn." I thought doubtfully. "I mean there were so many things that could go wrong, even now. She did however, say she had food. I like food...." After a moment of staring off into space I realised that the girl was blushing. "What was she up to.." I thought suspiciously. "Ahh, I'm just being paranoid." I spoke allowed accidentily. It was now my turn to blush, embarrased, "I mean, thanks for the offer but.." Suddenly a swift moment caught my eye. A shadow-like being swept over the cold black pavement, snakeing its way down the street. My arm began to ache instantly, the pain causing me to jump up from the bench as if it were an electric chair. "Do you live far from here?" I said hastily, winceing slightly as I attempted to pretend like everything that just occurded was normal. The sky seemed to twist and become heavy with the night. We needed to go, fast.
"Oh.. yes please, if it wouldn't be too much trouble." He was being so kind to me, he didn't have to help me, or pick up my groceries. However, he seemed to be lost and he didn’t appear as if he was from the city either. “Maybe he needed someone to show him around the place.”I thought. As he offered me his hand again I felt as if I should help him in return if possible. I placed my arm around his shoulder, and he put his arm around my waist. The first think I could think about was how strong his hand was. He didn't grip me, but held me securely as I limped along. However, it was apparent that he was a lot stronger than he appeared to be. We had only gone a few blocks when I became very tired, for even though he was helping me, I was doing all the work by lifting my weight and limping along.
So I asked if we could take a short break, since I was too shy to ask earlier. In fact I had gone over it in my head at least twenty times, building up the courage to talk to him. He helped me over to a bench on the sidewalk that sat outside a store. As we sat I again formed a sentence in my head going over and over how to say it and what to say. Then after I figured out what I was going to say, it took me longer playing the sentence over in my head before getting the courage to say it,
"...so is there anything I can do for you in return for helping me? It doesn't seem like you're from around here...I was wondering if you had a place to stay." I said finally. "I mean, it's the least I could do, and the inns and hotels are really expensive here or they have really bad service. So I was thinking if you don't have a place to stay then you could stay at my apartment if you needed to. I mean it's not much, but it's clean and I could even cook you a home cooked meal if you wanted." I glanced down shyly at the cement before glancing back up at him.