Break my chains

Chapter 34

When we landed, we were in a clearing. I tried to look for sighns of were we are.

"Wait. I thiink I stepped in something." I turned to Pane. My eyes were as bright as flashlights so I can see clearly. He digged his finger into his shoe and confusion came across his face.

"What is this?" he put his muddy brown finger toward me.

"Oh my god. Eww, Pane stay over there." I laughed. "You stepped in poop."

"Poop?" he looks at his finger in confusion.

"Forget it just dont step on that. Lets go back. I think this is the dog park. I will show you were the house is. Do you have the keys?"

"Yeah." we walked back and before we got in I told Pane to take off his shoes.

"Go to the bathroom and wash your hands." I say. He keeps lokking at his hand confused but walks off.

"Why does that matter smell weird?" Pane walks toward the front looking at his hands.

"Because it's animal blatter." I say.

"Well, every one does it." he shrugs. He. lifts the ship and I give him the direction. We finally land in my front yard of my house. Everything looks the same. Pane stares at the grass and the trees. I laugh and shake my head.

"Open the door dummy." minuyes of seeing Pane struggle to put the key in the door was hilarious.

"Let me help you." he seems frustrated. I take his hand and help him slip the key in and unlock the door.

"How can you live in this place?" he asks.

"How can I explain? Ah, so when you were born, you learned how to live in Tragia. It's how your raised, correct? The same here. I learned how to live here concealing who I was."

"Err, I knew that." I laughed.

"Never knew you had so much humor." I turn on the light in the hall and hang up my jacket.

"I have to go get the bags." he said jogging out. Finally, the house all to myself, I think. Too soon, Pane comes back with a floating board with all the bags. He starts talking bags uo the stairs. Why am I standing here helplessly. Oh, maybe because I'm staring at him all dreamly. As his muscles flex. . . . snap out of it Helen! I start takimg bags and lifting them up the stairs. Their so light. As if paper. He separates my five bags with his other two.

"Do you want the visitors room. . . . . " I point down the hall.

"No, I need guidence in this posdesed place." I laugh again.

"What other jokes you have?"

"I'm serious," he looks around him "It's dangerous." he whispers. I laugh so loud, my jaw hurts.

"Shut up and come." I start down the hall.

I take a few bags and he takes the rest. I open the door and turn on the lights.

"My room." I sigh. It's pretty much the same. My music player is where it was the curtains still flow with the open wondow. my computer os where it is. They must of came here forst and put everything.

"It's bearable." Pane says putting down the bags.

"Hater." I mumble. "We can share the closet. Don't worry, it's big enough for you." I open the double doors.

"I'm surprised. Something I'm not worried about." I just ignore the coment.

"I'm left, your right." I say. After five minutes of a disturbing silence and unpacking, Pane sighs.

"Could you sing?" he whines.

"I bet your mother got stressed with you." I say.

"Okay, I'm just trying to be earthly so we can be more even. You even know words I don't." he doesn't bother looking into my eyes. I stop to stare at him an f smile.

"That wasn't necessary. I love who you are not who your trying to be. I love Pane. Not the whinny, goofy, rude, person I saw."

"So you accept my apology?" I nod. "Can you sing now?"

"Okay."

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"Pane no more. The only time I didn't sing to you was in the bathroom which was left a horror. Please let me sleep."

"Okay. Where do I sleep?" he looks around.

"Um, last time I cheked I have a full size bed. Right?" I bury myself in the blanket.

"Oh." he sits down carefully and lays back. I turn off the lamps.

"Pane?"

"Yes?"

"I love you." he so close ee breathe the same air.

"I love you, too." he kisses me and holds me until I fall to sleep.

I wake up to with Pane snoring. It's nine. I get up and take a look at Panes peaceful face. I sigh and walk into the bathroom. Todays a new day, no worries, no problems, just hapiness. I put a blue top on and shorts with the same blue flats. I to have sonething match. If not, can't wear it, that's just the way things go in my taste. I sigh. What should I make for breakfast. Eggs? Waffles? Oh, what about pancakes. I don't know if I have any. I walk across the room and accidentally drop something. Pane rolls to his side and snores again. I tiptoe to the door and blow him a kiss. I hop down the stairs and check refrigerator. Nothing. Literally nothing in this kitchen to eat. I check all the cabinets. Unfortunately, I go back up the stairs and get Pane. I shake lightly.

"Pane c'mon you have to get up." I hear him groan and he pulls me down with and snuggles into my chest.

"Pane." this time he peeks a little.

"We have to go to the market."

"We will market later." he says and holds me tighter.

"No, Helen."

"Well, I am so get up." he sighs but gets up. "Good boy."