Evelyn and Chris: Chap 12
Sorry guys, it's a little short. I didn't get much time to write. I was busy with Chinese New Year celebration. But all in all.. here is the story!! Thanks for reading it! And Thanks to everyone who commented on this story. I really appreciate all the comments!!
But after walking for like hours, they stopped. Chris sits at a nearby tree, fanning himself in the process.
"Eve, let's rest for a while. I don't think we're going anywhere." She looked around before she joined him.
Silence filled the air as no one wants to say anything to each other. Chris just stared at her. His gaze is seriously piercing into her, like he can see through her.
"What was that about?" He asked. It took her a while to talk to him.
"What is what?"
"You know, the thing that attack the little you. Is the boy dead?"
She looked solemn. Not sure whether to answer him or not.
"I think by now, you know that I'm not like any ordinary girl."
He looked neither shocked nor estranged.
"Yes, I may look like one but I'm actually not. You see... I'm a... a... sort of... how to explain this..."She was fidgeting with her finger, looking around like something was going to get them.
"Yes?" Chris was getting curious. He started to move in towards her.
She was speechless; sweat of nervousness was trickling from her face. Chris slowly moves, like a predator stalking his prey.
She started to move back, not allowing Chris to get near her. But she was pinned between a tree and him. She cannot go anywhere, Chris closing in their space.
The heat from his body radiates to her, his scent lingers to her nose. The sweet scent of apple and earth, it almost filled the air around her. They were only inches away from each other.
She was trying to push him but she can't. Her body froze, like it wants Chris to hold it.
Chris stopped, he look up.
"What's wrong-"Chris hushed her with his fingers.
"Can you hear that?"Evelyn trying to listen to what he had heard just now.
True enough, there was a sound. A sobbing, like someone is crying.
They started to search for the crying, it was coming from the bushed behind them. Chris slowly approached the bush. Using a stick that was lying on the ground, he poked the bush to make sure no other creature was coming out.
"Ouch!"A little voice cried out.
Chris looked through the bush and he went cold. Evelyn rushed to see what happened. To her surprised she saw Chris, Miniature Chris!
"Eve, let's rest for a while. I don't think we're going anywhere." She looked around before she joined him.
Silence filled the air as no one wants to say anything to each other. Chris just stared at her. His gaze is seriously piercing into her, like he can see through her.
"What was that about?" He asked. It took her a while to talk to him.
"What is what?"
"You know, the thing that attack the little you. Is the boy dead?"
She looked solemn. Not sure whether to answer him or not.
"I think by now, you know that I'm not like any ordinary girl."
He looked neither shocked nor estranged.
"Yes, I may look like one but I'm actually not. You see... I'm a... a... sort of... how to explain this..."She was fidgeting with her finger, looking around like something was going to get them.
"Yes?" Chris was getting curious. He started to move in towards her.
She was speechless; sweat of nervousness was trickling from her face. Chris slowly moves, like a predator stalking his prey.
She started to move back, not allowing Chris to get near her. But she was pinned between a tree and him. She cannot go anywhere, Chris closing in their space.
The heat from his body radiates to her, his scent lingers to her nose. The sweet scent of apple and earth, it almost filled the air around her. They were only inches away from each other.
She was trying to push him but she can't. Her body froze, like it wants Chris to hold it.
Chris stopped, he look up.
"What's wrong-"Chris hushed her with his fingers.
"Can you hear that?"Evelyn trying to listen to what he had heard just now.
True enough, there was a sound. A sobbing, like someone is crying.
They started to search for the crying, it was coming from the bushed behind them. Chris slowly approached the bush. Using a stick that was lying on the ground, he poked the bush to make sure no other creature was coming out.
"Ouch!"A little voice cried out.
Chris looked through the bush and he went cold. Evelyn rushed to see what happened. To her surprised she saw Chris, Miniature Chris!
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