Chapter 2, No

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~Time skip~

(Your pov)

Time went by and it was quiet inside and outside. I have been under the closet rest of the day or I don't know how long it had been here but I am starving. I pushed the clothes out getting the fresh air and saw it was dark outside by how light it was in the room. I crawled my way out being covered in dust. I got up to my feet brushing everything off me and I kicked Minhos clothes underneath the closet again.

Never am I staying underneath there. Geez. I looked through the small window and the sun was barley over the walls. Boys weren't outside working, but by the forest edge with a huge fire you saw from here. It's my chance to eat and find a better spot.

Carefully I walked to the door and opened it as gently as I could not making a noise peaking through the tiny space not seeing anyone at the stairs door or down the hallway. I inhaled and opened the door more getting through the small space and closed the door before walking slowly towards the stairs. I stepped on the step making it creak so I quickly stepped off it flinching. It did creak before? How am supposed to get down without alerting anyone? I lowered down crouching and stepped on the next step and it didn't creak. I got on it and exhaled with my heart starting to beat hard again. It's just to get into the kitchen and find a good spot. You got this girl. I walked down the stairs even if they creaked sometimes and I got down to the first floor. I peaked from around the corner where the stairs were not seeing anyone. It was dark inside homestead and you heard boys cheer and laugh outside. They must be loud since you hear it from such distance.

With a careful and unsure step I walked around the corner and ended up in a long hallway with three doors. One on the left. One further away on the right and one at the end of the hallway. Ok which one can be the kitchen? I guess it's the elemination process. I looked around myself in the dark before walking up to the first door. I looked around myself again feeling like someone is watching me, but everyone is outside leaving me alone yet I am still anxious about this place. I touched the metal handle pulling it down carefully with a small fear of what's behind it. I opened the door and looked inside seeing a big room filled with some chairs and a big table at the end with chairs around it. Hm this must be where the gatherings are held. Am I allowed in here?

I softly closed the door and looked at the other door on the right. I exhaled softly playing with my fingers walking to it getting slightly more confident in my step. I touched the handle, but I couldn't open the door. It was locked so I left the door not wanting to maybe set off an alarm trying to fight it. So this must be the kitchen or boys lock the door at night so maybe no one can steal. I touched the handle on the third door opening it and I was right. This was the kitchen or more of a cafeteria. The big room was filled with picnic tables and chairs to shove up if there wasn't enough room for everyone. I looked behind me before entering the kitchen leaving the door sightly open. I felt a smell of wood and fried chicken that made my mouth water. I carefully made my way through the tables sliding my hand over one looking at a door in front of me. There was a wooden wall that had a service window and that's probably where boys get dinner from. I took the handle in my hand and opened the door to the real kitchen.

It wasn't huge, but wasn't tiny neither. Pots were on the oven that was turned off. The long counter was cleaned up having couple plates on it. I walked up to it seeing different meals on each plate. One was with mashed potatos and fried chicken with a small salad beside. Next one was with couple meatballs and one whole potato beside. The last one was with just a salad and a piece of bread beside. All seem great, but the first plate seem more like for me. I looked around the kitchen for a fork and was careful with each drawer to not make so much sound. Just in case if someone was here. I finally found a fork and without huge hesitation I ate what was on the first plate. I leaned against the counter and ate this delicious food. I don't know if am just really hungry or the chef is the next Gordon Ramsay.

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