Her Savior | ON HOLD

☆Chapter 19☆

Aaliyah's P.O.V

I hear the door open and see Anaya coming in with a new pair of clothes.

"Thank you so much, Anaya,"
"Don't worry about it," she replies.
I go into the bathroom and put on the clothes, and once I'm done, I leave to find Anaya sitting on the bed scrolling on her phone.

She looks up at me and asks, "Ready to go?" And I nod.

We leave the room and walk downstairs to see everyone in the kitchen. The boys are cooking while Isabella sits on one of the stools.

"Hey guys," She says once our presence is acknowledged. The boys turn around and look at us.
"Hey," we say at the same time.

I look at the three boys in the kitchen, and Matteo's eyes are slightly wide.

Is there something on my face...

I turn away, and Isabella invites us to sit next to her, and I sit on her left.
The boys continue cooking and start talking, Anaya and Isabella occasionally say something too otherwise engulfed in their own conversations, trying to include me as well.

"How come you don't borrow me ur clothes, Matteo?" Lorenzo asks.
Anaya and I both have a confused look on our faces.

"Because u have ur own clothes idiot"

Who's wearing his clothes?...

"Who's wearing his clothes?" Anaya voices out my thoughts.
"My future sister-in-law," he replies, looking at me.

It takes a few seconds for me to understand what he means, but when I do, my eyes go wide, and I feel my cheeks turning red.

Completely forgetting what he said, I turned to look at  Matteo. My flustered expression turned into a worried one wondering if he was bothered by me wearing his clothes.

Noticing my worried look, he sends one back that tells me that it's okay.

"Dinner's ready," Angelo announces while taking plates out of the cupboard.

He starts dishing the food and placing it in front of us.

They made chicken Alfredo pasta.

They hand us forks, and we all start eating.

I'd love to finish this food but I can't.

I take 3 fork fulls of the food and I can't have anymore.

"What's wrong? Does it not taste good?" Matteo asks.

"No, no, it's nothing like that," I rush out.
"I'm just full," I continue.

"What do you mean you're full, you've barely had anything?" Anaya queries.
"I don't know, I'm just full."

"That's okay, don't worry about it," Matteo says.

I sit there sinking into my seat, not knowing what to do, waiting for everyone to finish eating.

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When everyone is done eating, we all take our plates to the kitchen, and I'm the first to stand.

I take the sponge and the dish soap and start washing the dishes.

"You don't have to do that, you know," Matteo tells me.
"Yeah, I know, but I don't mind," I reply.

Once I'm done, I wipe my hands, and I see Matteo sitting on the barstools.
"Ready to go?" He asks
"Yeah."

He turns the lights off, and we head up the stairs.
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight Matteo"

..............

The morning sun heavily shines on my face, and this might be the longest I have ever slept in.

I open my eyes to the heavy light, and I cover them with my hands.
I turn over to see Anaya still fast asleep, and I turn over again to check the time.

08:36

It's still quite early, and I would have gone to take a shower, but I don't have any of my own clothes here, and I don't wanna disturb Isabella, but i do need to pee.

I swiftly remove the blankets off of me and try my best to be quiet so I don't wake Anaya up. Once u succeed, I e ter the bathroom,  do my business, then leave.

I get back into the blankets, trying my best to fall back asleep, and after 30 long minutes of trying, sleep washes over me.

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Once I wake up for the second time today, the sun still shines on my face, and I turn my head and close my eyes to hide away from it.

I open my eyes to see Anaya still sleeping, and I turn to check the time.

09:54

I got another pretty good amount of sleep.
I get up and walk toward the door and open it slowly, so it doesn't make a sound.

Once I'm out, I walk downstairs towards the kitchen to get some water, and I hear some shuffling in the kitchen.

Once I'm completely downstairs, I see Isabella in the kitchen.
"Good morning,"
"Good morning, Aaliyah."
"Do you need something?"
"I just wanted a glass of water,"
"Oh okay,"

"After breakfast, I'll give you guys a fresh set of clothing. Is that okay?" She asks
"Yes, thank you so much,"
"Sure thing," and with that, she leaves the kitchen and not long after  Matteo comes down.