FORTY - SIX

Almost everyone was knocked out by the next morning, while Starr was up and ready for work. She had been dressed in a black leather skirt, a sky blue chiffon shirt tucked into it. She had been down, trying to get a cup of coffee before she went to work. She had bumped into Valentine in her kitchen, he had been holding a mug of tea close to his lips. She had been doing fine ignoring him, but his presence and the deafening silence between them, made her break out. “Do I still scare you?” she had suddenly asked.

Valentine was taking a sip from his tea, when her question had come through. He choked on his drink, as the drink came flying out in reply. He wasn’t expecting her to say a single word to him at all, so hearing her voice was really sudden to him. “Huh?” he had asked in reply.

Starr turned from her coffee machine and stared at him a little clueless, keeping her face emotionless as she once again asked, “I said do I still scare yo