Captivated Hearts

Chapter 11

"I call the master!" She said as she unbuckled her seatbelt.

"No way! It's already mine." Her father chuckled.

He drove his car up to a hydrangea blue house. The house looked to be as if a millionaire would live there, not her father. It was at least three stories high but, she noticed before anything else how clean the exterior of it was. Her dad very clearly kept up with it, and she admired that. Arya was in awe with how beautiful the house was.

Her dad put the car in park and they both hopped out. He popped the trunk open, and her dad began grabbing suitcases from the trunk while she grabbed suitcases from the backseats.

It only took them one trip to get them all from the car but, at least three to get them all in the house. The railings to the stairs of the house were a bright white, brighter than the teeth you might see in a hygiene commercial and, the stairs themselves a shade of Negroni.

When her dad opened the door, the walls were a light beige even as she walked up the steps to the first floor where it was very open. On one side of the room was the living area with a flat screen tv and a dark maroon couch that looked to be a dirty brown shade. On the other side of the room was a bar area in front of the counters to the kitchen. There was a marble island that matched the colors of the counters, and a long dining room table a few feet away from the sliding doors to the deck where she could just make out large white poly lumber stools.

The doors she opened led her into a master bedroom and a bathroom which looked to be very lived in. Her father's surfboard was set against one of the beige walls and there were a few bottles of cologne on one of the dressers. Arya shut the door behind her, walking back to the steps and up the next set of stairs where she was met with three doors and, walls to hide each right and left side past them.

She spent time opening each door when she was met with an open bedroom. The walls were painted a very faint yellow and the bedsheets were patterned sky blue, white and a darker purple. The curtains were a sky blue as well, which complimented the theme of the bedroom perfectly.

Something about the room spoke to her so, she set her bags down, making her way around the room and finding different places for different belongings that she had.

"I see you picked one."

She jumped, turning to find her father setting her suitcases on the bed.

Arya nodded her head.

"It's beautiful and there is a walk-in closet for all my clothes. It's like you knew I was coming."

Her father chuckled.

She had never been this excited before about a bedroom and was sure it was because this one felt like home.

"I'm glad you like it honey. Feel free to look around. I'll stop at the store tomorrow for some snacks for you, just text me what you like."

"Text me and remind me to do that." She smiled.

Her dad smiled back at her, reaching for his phone. Her phone vibrated in her pocket; and she didn't need to check it to know it was her dad.

"I'm going to order pizza for dinner. The usual right? Pepperoni and Sausage?"

She was surprised her dad remembered but, he never let her down and always seemed to remember the little things.

"Yes Dad. That's right."

Arya continued to open one suitcase after another, her dad stepping out of the room just as she opened the third one. She had five more to unpack, not including the six trash bags as well. It felt never ending but, she needed to get it done.