His Amore

Part 8-Naina

"Couldn't see his dick with a microscope, should apologize to a plant for wasting their oxygen, only has two braincells and their fighting for third place, " I keep rambling until I feel that it's out of me.

Like hell he is going to control where I can go. I've only been here one day and he's already putting in stupid rules, like the British. God, he is a fucking colonizer, I need to get the fuck out of here. 

I sit up and rub my hands through my hair, I need to go on a walk, why not go get a snack. 

"Im going to the kitchen to get a snack," I declare to myself, ignoring what that shithead just told me.

I carefully hang my legs of the bed and push up. My back feels sore, so I bend back, feeling the burn as my back pops and bends. Once I stretched, I walked to my closet to find a pair of slippers. I dug through the formerly organized piles, and found some Ugg ones that were gray, furry, and had a strap that went behind my heel. I think they were given to me by my mom as a gift for graduating.

I put them on and crept to the door, putting my ear on the cold material to make sure no one was outside. Not hearing a sound, I slowly open the door, poking my head out for a final check. The coast is clear.

I sprint to the nearest corner, and check once more. I continue the pattern until the scents from the kitchen invade my nostrils. I follow to the smell to the large kitchen I saw earlier. An older woman is staring a pot on the stove while humming a little tune. I attempt to sneak past her, but she catches me.

"You know if you need something you could just ask," a woman's voice, which has a heavy Italian accent. 

I freeze, not knowing what to do, so I say silent and almost run away.

"Stop," she says, I freeze again, "I'm Giana but you can call me Gia, now sit and tell me why you are here".

I listen to her, she seems scary, I find a stool on one end of the counter, as far away from Gia as possible. 

"Hi, Miss Gia, my name is Naina, and I am saying here for the time being," I say trying to keep my cool.

"Don't say 'miss', I am just Gia, and I know all about you, Dante gave me a, how you say," she says waving around her wooden spoon,"ah-warning,".

I scoff, "Tē kūtarī," [That bitch]

"Excuse me?" Gia asks.

"Oh nothing, I should get going," I say.

"Nonsense, stay. I'm making lasagna two ways for dinner. One vegetariana and one carne," she tells me. [vegetarian, meat]

"Oh you didn't need to make two dishes I can make something myself,".

"Mai! Sei un ospite in questa casa! Relax,"she almost yells. [Never! You are a guest in this home! Relax]

'I wouldn't say guest,"I snort.

"Tu parli italiano?" Gia asks. [You speak Italian?]

"Don't tell anyone, but sì certamente. Along with five other languages," I explain. [Yes, I do]

She puts her finger on her lips, "Il too segreto e al sicuro con me ,". [You're secret is safe with me]

I grin at her comment, and she gives me a big dadi smile back, which makes me smile harder. [grandma]

"A dire il vero, non dovrei essere quaggiù, if they find me they'll kill me. I just came down for a snack, and to defy orders," I level with her. [to be honest I'm not supposed to be down here]