Half of their childhood was ripped from them. Taken at a young age they didn't know anything about the world they were brought into.
But at least they had each other
Nathaniel Walker and Everleigh Taylor were thrust into a dark world before their mi...
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Alexander Nathaniel Rozzi
Surprisingly I was awake earlier than Auriella for a change, it was a rare occasion. I took a seat on the edge of her bed and I could already see her stirring at feeling someone else in the room.
"Ella," I whisper, brushing her hair back and stroking her cheek softly until I see her eyes open. "Good morning, Amore."
"What time is it?" She asks, squinting seeing I'm already dressed.
"Just after six." We had been up later than usual dealing with some issue with our phones and hadn't gone to bed until really late so it was no surprise she was up an hour and a half later than usual. Her eyes close again. "No, don't go back to sleep, I want to take you somewhere."
Her eyes open once again, curiosity filling them. "Where?"
"Come on." I take the blanket off her and she sits up, moving closer to me so I could give her a hug which I do, scooping her up and setting her in my lap for a few minutes. After a minute or so she stands up and disappears into her bathroom and while she's gone I start making her bed for her and tidying up her bedroom even though it wasn't messy, she only had a hoodie on the floor I'm guessing she took off in the middle of the night and just chucked it somewhere.
Ella emerges from the bathroom a few minutes later with her face washed and her toothbrush hanging in her mouth, she walks to her closet but turns around to assess my outfit. I'm wearing something I would have worn back home, an expensive polo shirt and even more expensive jeans with a pair of designer sneakers. It's what I used to wear daily when living in the city and interacting with people with a similar economic status as us but it's hard to wear what you're used to when the people here are so judgmental that you can afford to wear a shirt that costs more than they would ever pay.
Twenty minutes later Ella comes out and she's glowing wearing something she's comfortable in and not trying to fit into this small town we were thrust into. She's always found comfort in clothes, it's something she only discovered after we were rescued, something that doesn't have tainted memories of a life we never deserved, now she's back in her comfort zone she looks so much happier.
"Hi, gorgeous girl." I catch her eyes through the mirror where she's applying a layer of lip gloss. She looked breathtaking like she always did, but I did always have a spot for lace. Her hair was straight from when my mother took her out a couple days ago and she was wearing a black lace top and black jeans and she had a blue denim jacket and sneakers ready to put on when she finished her makeup. I run my fingertips over the see-through lace bodysuit "Is this new?"
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