Chosen To Be His Luna

Ana's Point of View

"No I won't, and please don't push it. I seriously can't believe these people," I said, with disgust on my face.

"Oh come on Ana, we are not asking you to do anything out of the ordinary."

"Ordinary dad? So you're saying that it is normal for you to push me to make friends with a creepy stalker."

"Creepy stalker! Why would you even call him that? He looks harmless to me," Mom interrupted.

"Mum, please don't say that. You don't even know him." I can't believe my parents are the ones saying this after everything we have been through.

"Look guys, let's calm down, I know you still remember what happened to Leo. I can't just go about hanging out with a stranger who is so creepy. Think about it guys, there is something weird about that guy!"

"Hey, stop cooking up excuses, he seems like a decent guy to me. Just get to know him. It is for your good."

"Martha, tell your daughter she has to get to know that guy," Father said, as he stormed out.

What is really special about this guy? Why is it really important that my parents go to Amok?

"Mom, please listen to me."

"No, you listen to us. Why are you so paranoid? The guy likes you, end of story. Just give him a chance."

"Are you trying to be funny, mum?"

"Look at me, do I look likable or even alluring in any way? I have seen him five times now, and there was never a time he attempted talking to me, and you say he likes me?"

"No Mum, I beg to differ, that is not a way to show a girl you like her and I know for a fact that I am not attractive in any way, so don't patronise me."

"If both of you don't tell me the actual reason you want me with this guy, then I'm sorry, but this conversation is over." I slammed, feeling my head spinning.

I heard my mum squealing my name as I sprinted to the room, but I didn't stop, I couldn't stand them anymore. I didn't even know I was crying until I felt my wet chin.

How can a man be attracted to this? I looked at myself in the mirror, with my bloodshot eyes and wet cheeks, so drab and unattractive.

"Likes me indeed. Try another line, mum."

After lying in bed for a while thinking about everything that has happened so far, I decided to give my best friend, "Monica," a call.

She picked up after the 4th ring.

"Hey girl, How are you doing?" Nika asked, With her energetic voice.

"I am not fine Nika, My parents are driving me crazy.

"How so?"

"They have been constantly on my case, and desperately pushing me to make friends with a guy I just met," I explained, to the one person who understands me.

"Wow! A guy, huh? Give me all the details now will you?"

"Oh stop it, it's nothing exciting. Anyway, he came to the coffee shop five days ago, so I went to take his order, only for him to just stare. He didn't even say a word to me, Nika.

"Since then, he has kept showing up every day, staring at me and saying nothing. To make matters worse, he followed me home today without my knowledge. That was when my parents saw him."

"But the way they are insisting I get to know him begs the question. It makes me feel as if they knew him before, and they have something to hide."

"Personally, I feel like he's a creepy stalker."

"Why is he acting weird? If he likes you, then he should go ahead and say it, and stop acting childish."

"But on a serious note, apart from his creepy nature, do you like him? What does he look like? She asked As I heard her chuckle.

"Nothing you say should surprise me anymore. So you seriously want to know what he looks like, even when I say he's creepy?

"But of course, I love sweet gossip," she laughed.

"Whatever. Anyway, he is so damn handsome. He has blue eyes with a hint of silver in them."

"With long blonde hair, perfect white teeth, a pointed nose, great biceps and the perfect height. If you take away the creepiness from him, he is perfect."

"With all his attributes, I think we can overlook his weirdness."

"You're crazy, Nika," I said smiling.

"I think maybe you should talk to him the next time you see him if he can't talk to you.

"Are you trying to have a laugh? Because it's working, you are outrageous. Do I look like someone who can talk to a guy?"

"You are right, but I also think you can learn. You used to be more fun and more endearing before now."

"Whatever girl, I need to go to bed and I think you should too."

"Fine, take care, Love you!"

"Love you too," I said as I hung up.

She is quite right, I used to be more fun. But I feel bad having fun without my brother.

I can't get the sight of his brutalized dead body out of my head, he didn't deserve that.

I slept off with my brother's thoughts in my head as usual, and I woke up with a banging headache.

I hesitantly dragged myself out of bed and took a shower. A good shower always does the trick.

After my shower, I rummaged through my wardrobe for something to wear. All my brother's clothes don't smell like him anymore, but I wear them regardless.

After dressing up and putting my hair in a messy bun, I decided to sneak out of the house, because I didn't want another debate with my parents.

"Are you sneaking out, Ana?" I heard my mum say from somewhere around the kitchen.

"Of course not, mum. I didn't know you were up, and I didn't want to disturb any of you," I lied blatantly, but they gave me no choice.

"If you say so, won't you have breakfast?" She smiled sweetly at me whilst asking as though yesterday never happened.

"No mum, I am fine. I will have something at the coffee shop. I am late already."

"Okay then, have a nice day." She said and gave me a kiss on my forehead. She is acting very strangely. I am just glad she didn't bring up last night's conversation.

The shop is packed and swamped as usual, we're just two of us here attending to the customers.

Tommy and I are not the best of friends. However, we have a great working relationship.

I could be the reason we are not great friends. Making friends is not my strong suit. I don't even think I have any strong suit.

The morning rush has finally piped down, and I finally have time to catch my breath.

The shop is hollow at this point, with just two clients scattered around having coffee and minding their business.

With no clients to serve, I now have time to check my phone, seeing that I am already getting bored.

I was laughing out loud at a hilarious video I was watching when I heard the bell at the front door jingle.

Cheering up to see who had just entered, I was met with piercing blue eyes staring at me, making me shy and nervous.

He walked towards me like a predator that carries so much poise. I couldn't look away, he was just so captivating.

"Come sit with me," he said.