We returned to what he called the safe house, to me what looked like an old abandoned warehouse set up with tables. As we all exchanged names I told everyone my name was Mona. They thought it was cute.... It's just a name geez guys. There was this tension between me and Bane. The way he looked at me, I knew he had feelings for me.
Everybody in the safe house didn't like the idea of bringing an outsider in. It's not like I have a disease or anything that's going to kill them all.
Bane had kept me in his room; he let me sleep on his "homemade bed." He slept on the floor; I think he wanted me to be comfortable. He's actually quite a sweetheart, compared to when he was in high school. He brought me food and drinks, like he was my maid. Everybody else in the warehouse would "check in on us "to make sure I was okay. Bane did not like that one bit; he wanted to take care of me by himself like he did his little sister, Willery.
