My brothers best friend

Chapter 19

It's been a week now since I last saw Arturo.

I was home alone once again, bored and lonely just bored mainly.

"Tarzan!" I shouted from the balcony

I didn't know Tarzan's real name because Damian always wanted them to keep it a secret.

I heard shoes clap the floor as I turned to see the main door there he was.

"Tarzan, hi how are you?" I ask smiling ear to ear

I ran down the stairs to run to Tarzan and give him a hug.

He was the nicest one of all but there where times where he wouldn't even talk to me especially if it was a 'mission' he had to do.

"Hola, estoy tratando de sobrevivir como siempre. Y tú? Qué te hace tan feliz?" He muffled through his mask

I didn't know how to answer his questions at time and sometimes they made me think for several days until I see him again.

"Creo que me siento aliviado de estar... solo hoy." I responded, "Are you or any of the others hungry? I can cook us all something."

"No, mi amor, no podemos hacer que hagas eso." He said shaking his head

"Come on Tarzan it won't bother." I said giving him puppy dog eyes

"Okay fine this one time." He said smiling

I begun to walk to the kitchen as I heard Tarzan talk through the walkie-talkies to the others.

I looked at the stove and read 7:55 a.m.

'Damn why do I wake up so early like I have somewhere to be?' I asked myself

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After some time I got done cooking chocolate chip waffles with eggs and bacon.

I was proud of how I did as I glanced at the food then to the guys come in and stand in a line for a glass plate.

I started to hand out plates one by one and watched as they picked their seats.

"Serà what seat is yours?" A deep euphonious voice with an accent as he walked out of the dining room

I didn't recognize the accent. It wasn't like mine a Damian's.

I turn my head to meet his eyes as I kept passing out plates.

I studied his eyes as they were familiar.

It was the one who I met in Damian's office.

"Uh... I-I... I'm okay with any seat just choose its okay." I stuttered

I felt my face grow hot and red as I looked back at the men who waited for plates.

I was at the last person and it was Tarzan.

"Thank you Serà. You didn't have to do this." He muffled

"No it's my pleasure but can I ask you something?" I said looking everywhere but him

"Anything." He said staring at me

"It's about Spotty." I said fidgeting with my hands

"Qué?" He said with confusion

"The one who asked me that question." I whispered as I eventually shared my eye gaze

His eyes grew wide as he dragged me to the middle of the staircase.

"Qué pasa con él?" He said still worried

"Why was his accent different?" I said creasing my eyebrows