HYBRID GROSS 08

victoria

“Hi, Victoria. How are you? - the man with a few years difference from me, approaches with little caution.

Instinctively I pull away. He has this habit of wanting to touch while he talks and I hate being touched.

- Hey. I am well. I respond by limiting the words.

Most men think that if you're nice, you're hitting on them or opening up to them and Maik is a typical example of this type.

- Do you want to have lunch with me today? Last week it didn't work because you were sick. he asks and I remember saying it just to get rid of his insistence.

With the appearance of Gross in my life, I had even forgotten about this being, who insists that I go out with him every time he sees me.

“I don't think it's a good idea. I answer, starting to walk to enter the cafe and he, as expected, follows me.

- Why not? Why do you always reject me, Victoria? I stop to stare at him.

“I don't want a man in my life. That's it. I say what I've said a thousand times.

"Vic, I'm glad you're here!" — Mrs. Santis appears, freeing me from having to put up with Maik saying that he is the ideal man for me.

The owner of the clothing store that is a few meters away from the cafe approaches. I only bought one pair of pants and a shirt for Gross because it was the only larger size available for immediate delivery, which are the ones I left for him on the bed, but even so, suspecting they would be too small, I ordered a few more in a larger size so he could get more comfortable.

— Hey Mrs. Santis, did the clothes I ordered arrive? I ask.

- Yea. But it seems to me that it came a little bigger in size, or is it really big? — smiles — Do it like this, ask him to wear it, if it's too loose, you bring it back and I'll send it back to change or I'll squeeze it myself here.

"Thanks a lot, I think it'll fit, it's big." — I smile, he is definitely big — at the end of the month I settle with you, all right? I smile again gratefully and she hands me a bag.

- Take your time. See you later, Vic, Maik. He just nods at the woman and she's gone.

It doesn't take ten seconds before I feel myself pressed against my truck, I look up and Maik has both of his arms on either side of my shoulders.

— Does he wear it? He's big? He who? He looks angry, his brows furrowed.

“This is my private business. — I scold him — Maik, I have to go in and work, otherwise I'll be without a job and I can't lose it for nothing. Excuse me. I push his arms and manage to get away from him.

“You wouldn't have to work if you accepted me as a boyfriend, fiancé, or husband. I would take care of you and all your needs.

- Never! I have two arms and two legs for that thank God.

— Go out with me today, my father will have a charity dinner at our house. Go with me?

Is he deaf?

— How difficult is it for some men to take a no and really understand what a no means?

"Damn it, Vic!" Either you give me a chance, or I'm going to have a serious talk with the owner of this coffee shop, my dad is the mayor of this town and he might as well get him to fire you.

I stare at him in shock and outrage. How far can a man go when rejected by a woman? I feel angry tears burn in my eyes but I refuse to cry in front of this idiot. I can't lose this job.

“I don't want you to be sad, just think about it. — the bastard kisses my cheek and walks away, finally leaving.

I feel the feeling of injustice and anger running through my blood, I start to feel my heart racing and the fear of the onset of a crisis, makes me take deep breaths countless times. When I finally calm down, I walk through the back door of the cafeteria, change clothes, put on my apron and start working on automatic mode.

With fake good morning smiles and off-the-cuff questions that are already memorized in my mind, I proceed, until I see Mr. Paul walking through the doors, he's the person I'm most intimate with borrowing a phone from. Without hesitation, I walk over to his usual table and smile.

"Good morning, my lady." he hums smiling.

I can't help but smile.

- Good morning Mr. Paul. The usual? I ask.

“Yes, daughter.

"It's already out." - I speak and quickly seek your order.

“Oh, how wonderful! Thank you dear. — he thanks you when he takes the first sip of the contents of the cup

- You're welcome. Listen, could you lend me your cell phone?

“Sure, sure. Here. — he takes his smartphone out of his pocket and hands it to me — There's no password.

"Thanks, I'll be right back." Excuse me. - I say and walk away going behind the counter.

With trembling hands I type the name HíbridoFalls into Google Hybrids and quickly find their concierge contact. I copy the number and paste it into the call dialing area.

I put it to my ear and my heart hammers in my chest so hard it hurts.

" HybridFalls Ordinance ." It's a man's voice.

A bit like Gross's only in the animalistic tone.

"Hello, good morning. My name is Victoria Carver and I found a Hybrid lying down in my backyard. I need you to come get him, he ran away from Medicinne and doesn't know that others of his people are free." I'm direct.

I hear murmurs on the other end of the phone and after two minutes another voice comes on the line, also male, but with a different intonation than the other.

"Who is talking?" ask me.

"Victoria Carver."

"How do we know this isn't a prank call?"

"I really don't know. You guys can come check it out, I'm harmless and I have his Hybrid in my hut, he says his name is 1001 and he kept accusing me of wanting to steal his sperm for breeding tests, he said where he was trapped , they did this to him. He was very hurt when I found him, now he looks better and he even accused of killing me because he thought I was his enemy. Please believe me, I swear I'm telling the truth. Come get him. " beg.

A minute of silence passed.

"Pass the location." I almost collapsed to my knees with relief.

"Okay, write it down." I pass the location and with the confirmation that they are coming to pick him up, I disconnect the call.

- Hey! — I hear a customer call and I run quickly to answer it.

Back to work.

When my shift is over, I clean the tables, mop and mop the room, change my clothes, and when Flora arrives, I head out to my truck. Now it's two in the afternoon and the sky is starting to show signs that it's going to rain again.

I hurry to drive, I don't want to get that day's rain again. As soon as I park my truck in front of my cabin, I feel my heart automatically accelerate. I'm really looking forward to seeing what comes next.

I released him before leaving. Wonder how he is? Or rather... Is he still here? Did he run away? I'll find out. I shake my head, feeling unusually nervous, wipe my sweaty hands on my jeans, even though it's quite cold, and walk towards the door.

I open it cautiously and everything seems silent, but when I close it behind me, I feel a hand on my mouth.

I try to scream but I can't and I feel my back being pressed against a big warm body, my head hits just below his chest and then I recognize the smell.

"Now you will be my prisoner." I hear Gross's voice whisper in my ear.