A or B, no C or D
By: Carla L. Sierra Arzuffi
Chapter two:
The naked truth.
My brain
started to work again, I felt cold. I slowly opened my eyes. Everything was
blurry. There was a lot of pink in front of me. As my vision started to come
back I saw that the pink was my body, I was full fronted naked and laying on my
not so comfortable floor. I drifted my eyes and saw my bed, and there he was,
Link sitting, starting down at me, his short legs where hanging from the bed
while he moved them like a little kid waiting for his mom to pick him up.
So it was real, it was not a dream. A
leprechaun was in my room, staring down at me and I was naked. With my hands I
found my towel and rapped it around me as quickly as I could, but who was I kidding,
I didn’t know how long had I been naked on the floor while this strange looking
fellow was staring at me. He probably already saw all of me, an absolute all.
“Well,
hello there again” he said with his distinct sweet voice. “You passed out, sorry
for that, that sure happens to me a lot lately”
“How long was
I out?” I asked.
“A while” Link
got up as I straightened myself into a more comfortable and less vulnerable
position.
“Well maybe
if you would stop doing weird stuff like biting your arm like a cannibal-freak, people would stop passing out in front of you.” I felt sort of angry to
this creature, why was he here anyway?.
“Its all
just part of the show my dear” he said, “Now get dressed because I can still
see a part of your breast and I think I have seen enough”
I just up
feeling a little lightheaded “Like you have seen enough boobs” I muttered
angrily.
“Actually
as a matter of a fact, I have” He answered as I picked up the sundress I had
laid earlier on my favorite comfortable puffy sofa. “ But breast, or boobs like
you youngsters call them, are just not my type”
“What is
your type?” I really didn’t want to know, but I felt obligated to ask.
“Us,
leprechauns are a weird species, mostly because we can’t mate to procreate, and
by that I mean there are only male leprechauns, no females. So after a while,
if you want to mate, and we do, its usually with other male specimens”
I was just
pulling the last of the dress on when he said that, I couldn’t help to laugh
loudly.
“So all of
you are like, gay?”
“You could
say that, yes, although we don’t like that label, it comes with a lot of
judgment, and god made us all equals and we must not judge by the gender of who
we sleep with or fall in love with” he said softly.
I couldn’t
believe that this little thing was giving me a “gay rights-equality” speech.
Why were we talking about this? I just started at him for a while. He was
smiling with a cute smirk.
“So, Link,
why are you here?” I asked. That is really what I wanted to know, not about his
sex life. The picture of him having sex with another leprechaun was something
I would probably need therapy to get rid off.
“Ohh, the
intriguing and very expected question” he said “of why am I here. Well,
Rebecca, why don’t you sit down” he motioned me to sit on my sofa while he was
still standing on my bed, which by the way had a nasty blood stain that didn’t
quite fit with my cute favorite peach color. Yes, I was one of those girls that
could be tough but also liked pastel girly colors.
“What’s
this all about, you know my name so I guess you know more about me than I
thought ” I was the one making
questions, and I would be for a while.
“Yes, I
know about you” Link said now with a more serious voice “And I am here for you.
Let me start by telling you that common folk story say a lot of lies about my
kind, we are not that greedy, and no, before you ask, you will never find a pot
of gold at the end of a rainbow”
“Thanks for
saving me the time Link” I said sarcastically.
“Ok.
Rebecca, you better stop the act right now, I’m not here to talk to you about
simple things, or tell you a bedtime story, this is the real thing, what I’m
about to tell you is very important”
Now I was
freaked out. I don’t believe much in stupid fantasy stories, but I do believe
that if something like this happens to you, it is for a very good reason. And
Link was not here to play, I could see now he was all business.
“Ok” I
said, now I was also in my serious tone “Let it all out, the naked truth”.
TO BE CONTINUED........
Thanks for reading my little snails, or whatever.
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