REACH

Chapter 25

I got home. Isadora said I needed some good rest. We will talk tomorrow. They want Milla to stay with me.

"Enter" I say to the person behind my room's door.

"What do you want to eat? You have to be hungry. I will order food for you." Dave asks me

"I don't know. I'm craving new food." He nods and makes a call. I hear him speaking Italian.

"I ordered 25 Italian dishes. You will pick the one you like the most." He says and I nod. I feel drained. I lay down and close my eyes to wait for the food. Instead, I found myself not thinking anymore.

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Dave's point of view

She slept. True, we all agreed for Milla to sleep here beside her. I still want to make sure she's okay. In order to do that, I decided to sit on the chair beside her bed. I planned on staying awake throughout the night.

Sabrina's point of view

I run, run again, and again. Why am I not moving? Why? Why? HELP!!!!!!!!!!! I cry out loud. PLEASE DON'T HURT THEM. Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!! They are dead. All of them. It's all my fault. "Sab, it's a dream, it's just a dream. Mia cara, I'm here." I feel a big arm wrap around my body. I rest my head over his chest. He taps his hands on my head and starts to play with my hair. Sleep is starting to get me bit by bit.

Daves point of View.

I woke up at 6 AM. I went to cook breakfast for Sabrina. For when she wakes up. She hasn't eaten since yesterday morning.

Mother comes into the kitchen looking... what the hell happened to her. She must not have slept last night. And I have a good idea why.

"Did you hear?" I ask her.

"We all heard. I could hear the fear in her voice. I was talking to your father over the phone. He's also worried. Do you have any idea of what she found? I made a lot of phone calls already. I knew they were in Miranda's case. Do you think they found something?"

"Mom, come on. Go get some sleep." I walk to her and hug her. Mother is overprotective and always overthinking. That's why I never tell her anything. I feel that's what happened for Sabrina too.

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Sabrina's point of view

I woke up and walked to the bathroom. I went back to my room in a struggle.

I sit on the edge of the bed; I cannot move an inch. I turn around to look at Dave leaning on the side of the door.

"How are you feeling?" He asks, walking to me.

"I'm feeling better." It's not a lie, compared to Yesterday.

"Hungry?" He questioned me

"Starving." I answer.

"Come on, let's get you something to eat." He says holding me up.

Daves's point of view

"Dave" She calls softly. My heart skipped a beat to the sound of her calling my name.

"Yes." I answer, making eye contact with her. What the hell is going on with me? I think I'm falling for her.

"Thanks, I mean for everything. I'm not sure how to word it. But I'm very grateful for everything you have done for me." What have I done? I haven't done anything. The only thing I have done so far is being a jerk toward her.

"You own it." I reply and keep walking.

"Where is everybody?"

"It's 7 AM. They are sleeping. Do you want to eat outside?" She nods.

We walked past the garden. I picked up one of her favorite flowers and put it in the side of her hair. Right behind her head. She blushed by my action, which sent joy to my heart. We started eating then talking.

I told her everything. about my other life I have been hidden from my family. She told me everything. What happened yesterday. How she hasn't read the documents yet.

"Sabrina" I whisper, not sure she will hear me.

She reveals her eyes upon me. "Dave" she answers softly while smiling and blushing. There it is again. The softness in her voice when she's saying my name.

We stared at each other for what you call an eternity. I could stay here for days and years, drowning in her soft brown eyes.

Michielsia's point of view

I walk silently past the two lovebirds and get in the house quickly before they see me. My biggest priority for coming here: THE FOOD. He literally brought 25 Dishes. I could hear the food calling my name from my house. Papa always says. "There is a good in every bad." Now I know what he meant. If Sabrina hadn't got this hurt. Who knows!!

I open the fridge, feeling a familiar presence behind me. I smile turning around. "Hey" Scott says timidly.

"Hey" I reply with a smile. He walks toward me.

"How are you? I assumed you were with Sabrina yesterday. Are you okay? I tried to call you with no answer."

"I'm feeling better. I just felt drained. My phone was dead."

"I have a question for you."

"And I may have an answer."

"What is your date ideal"

"Simple. I have never been on a date. But I always think of what my first date should be like." I answer. Knowing very well he has never been in one too.

"A date where we don't just sit around. But we are both doing an activity we like. Such as cooking, you love cooking."

"And you love baking." I say, and we both burst out laughing.

"Could both of you just move? We need food." I see Miransia and Milla behind Scott.

"You better not get all the food." I tell them, moving aside from the fridge. They get what they want and leave.

"Non gentleman at all." I hear Milla saying while leaving. I make eye contact with Scott.

"When I was their age..." I start saying

"I would be grounded for a whole vacation." He says.

"You are lucky it's only grounded. My skin would be marked by now."

Scott asked me to go on a horse ride with him. Even though I don't know how to ride one. He promised to teach me.

I lift my right foot and miss. "Hey fout" I say out loud thinking I'm going to fall. Scott caught me before.

"Hey fout?" He repeated after me with an accent. I laugh at that.

"Yeah, not sure how to translate it. It's like when you say Sh*t when something happens." He laughs.

I hear the ringtone of my phone. "Why you are calling me for Naya."

"We need to talk. You must be with Scott, come with him too. I'm with Sabrina and Dave."