Eva

"What? Were you expecting me to be wounded?"

I quickly retracted my hands, embarrassed with what I just did. He took my hand, looking at it. I took a look at what he was staring at, and there, I saw a small caterpillar laying on it.

I screamed in fright. "Get it off, get it off!" I yelled, trying to take the insect off my hand, but couldn't touch it. How in the world did it get there without I knowing of it?

"Calm down. I got it." He pulled it off, and threw it away. "There. And stop acting like a crybaby, will you?" He mocked.

He sat...