Chapter 92 - Ocean - A New Sort Of Daily Life

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Ocean

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The day after my parents visited, Makai went back to school while I stayed at his place. This was the way that it was going to be for the time that I was here. He would collect my homework while he was there, and I would work on it at night or the next time that he went to school. There was also the stuff that was posted online for us to do, which I was doing during the day while he was gone.

While he was gone I would watch TV, play games, or practice in the pool. I could watch movies, read a book, or even sleep all day. There was a lot I could do, that wasn't even the problem. No, what the problem I was actually having was that I still felt a little awkward being in Makai's house, and being here alone only made that worse. For some reason, I had a feeling that as time went on, and I was here more and more, it would get easier for me. However, for now, it was still difficult for me to process that this was where I was supposed to be, where I needed to be. I liked it here, I wasn't trying to say that I didn't, but I felt better when Makai was here with me.

I had to fend for myself when it came to food, but I was eighteen, and I could manage it just fine. I may not be able to cook like Makai, but I could manage something simple. Or, well, I should be able to. I've never actually cooked anything in my life before; not unless you count microwaving something. But I mean, how hard could it be?

Oh, I found out just how hard it could be. I tried to make something that I found in a book in Makai's kitchen. It looked simple and easy, so I thought I would try it. The pans now look like they've been ruined and need to be thrown away, and the kitchen is a fucking mess. Yeah, I am hopeless when it comes to cooking.

I was better at cleaning though. Slightly. When I went to start trying to clean the massive mess that boiled all over the stove, and the spills from the counters, I found out that I was only marginally better at this job. I was, however, making progress. Slowly, but surely, the room was starting to look normal again and not like it had been the set of some horror movie where terrible things had happened in a kitchen. I didn't even want to think about that, it made me shudder as soon as I thought of horror movies. Oh God, why did he have to show me that movie the other day? I was not the kind of person that dealt with scary shit at all. I just wanted to run away, and now it was coming back to me while I was all alone.

It took me so long to clean up after my attempt to make lunch that I was still cleaning when Makai got home. He came straight into the kitchen because he most likely heard me moving around in there.

"Well, it looks like you had an interesting day." He laughed as he looked around the room. "What happened in here?"

"I tried to make lunch. It didn't exactly go well." I was embarrassed that he had seen the mess, or at least what was left of it.

"What were you trying to make?" He chuckled slightly as he grabbed a rag and started helping me clean up.

"Just something that was in that cookbook you had in here." I turned away from him sheepishly, I didn't want to see the look in his eyes when he knew that I couldn't even cook when I was following a recipe.

"All of those in that book are pretty complicated. You need to start with a beginners cookbook and work your way up from there. We can cook together if you'd like, so that I can teach you how to cook when I am not around." He wasn't angry or didn't seem to find it pathetic; instead he was willing to help me get better. Why, though? Why would he do that? I knew why, it's because he liked me just like I liked him.

"I..I..I..I think that w..wo..wou..would be better th..than m..m..me trying to cook on m..my o..o..own." I blushed as I pathetically stuttered my way through that. "Dammit!" I snapped at myself. "Why do I have to stutter like that?" Yeah, of course I didn't stutter then.

"Hey, I like it when you stutter." Makai came closer to me as he spoke, a little too close since he was pulling me into his arms. "I like your stutter cause it's all because of me. You don't stutter about anything or anyone but me. It's either when you're nervous or embarrassed talking to me, or when you're nervous and embarrassed talking about me. That tells me that you like me enough to feel those emotions."

I just rolled my eyes and smiled at him. If I tried to talk, I would just end up stuttering again.

"I mean it." He laughed as he tried desperately to prove that he wasn't lying. "And in fact, a lot of times that stutter of yours will turn me on." His voice got deeper and more seductive as he spoke. When I turned my head at those words so I could look at him full on, he surprised me with a quick kiss.

The passion was immediate, and the heat was there, but the kiss couldn't continue more than a few seconds because Makai started laughing the minute that my stomach growled loudly.

"Well, I guess if you didn't actually succeed in making the food for lunch that means you haven't eaten at all, have you?"

"Uhm, n..n..no. No, I haven't." My face felt like it was on fire, and I knew that it was just about as red as it could be. Why the hell did I have to keep embarrassing myself like that?

"Go on, order some pizzas while I finish cleaning up." He tried to get me to leave.

"N..n..no!" I tried to be forceful, but I was still embarrassed. "This is my m..m..mess, and I will cl..cl..clean it up. You g..go order the p..p..pizzas." He grinned at my words.

"Alright baby, I will order the pizzas for us." I saw the joy and amusement in his eyes. He thought that I had been funny, but he also got the chance to call me his favorite nickname for me, or that's what it seemed like to me.

"J..just g..go." I snapped at him.

"Alright." He kissed the corner of my mouth quickly then got up to leave.

I did my best to finish cleaning up as quickly as I could. I wasn't the greatest, but I wasn't the worst when it came to this job. It was all coming clean, but I was kind of slow at it. I guess that is what happens when your parents do most of the housework, and you're not given any chores to do. I really was spoiled, wasn't I?

Still, I didn't mind this. This new style of daily life that involved me being here with Makai. I may have fucked up royally, but he wasn't mad and was even willing to teach me. And I liked that we were here together, all alone. I never once in my life thought that things would end up like this for me, but now that they have I don't want it to end. I know that I will have to go home sometime soon, and honestly, that kind of made me sad.

I had finished cleaning the kitchen and made it look as good as new, or at least really close to it, so I went in search of Makai. I found him in the living room, not far from the kitchen. He was just sitting down and looked like he was amused about something.

"You're a mess, you should go and change." He was right, my clothes had gotten really messy from the time that I was cooking and cleaning.

"Yeah, I will."

Running up the stairs, I stripped the dirty clothes off and went to clean myself up in the bathroom a little bit. I washed my face, arms, hands, and even my chest where there had been a lot of stuff that splattered on me. All in all, cleaning myself up took longer than I thought it would.

Once I was dressed, I tried to hurry down the stairs. I knew that the food would be here soon and that Makai was waiting for me. I didn't want to keep either of them waiting. Before I even reached the bottom of the stairs though, the doorbell rang. I guess the pizza is here.

Before I even got to the hall, Makai had made it to the door. When he pulled the door open so that he could pay for and accept the order there seemed to be a little bit of hesitation. I saw him freeze up a little when he saw the person, and then I heard someone talking with him with what sounded like surprise in his voice.

"Makai? I didn't know that this was your place."