Chapter Eighteen

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(Nicco's POV)

I can't believe Danielle is here. It's a miracle really. I'm so glad she saw this mansion. The cellar door opens and Doug starts walking down the stairs. Danielle runs and hides.

"Nicco, you know the drill," Doug says. 

I sigh. I get up and wave good bye to them all. 

"Where is she going?" I hear Danielle ask.

"I don't know, Dani. I don't know," Rebecca answers.

When I step into the mansion I hurry and run up to Sir's room.

"Hey. How are you?" Sir asks me when I walk into his room.

"I'm okay, I guess."

"Are you sure? You don't seem okay."

"I don't know."

"Come here."

I walk over to him and hug him. He leans down and kisses me. Have I mentioned we're dating? Well surprise, surprise. (A/N: yes I know that Sir is 27 and Nicco is 13. But tbh idc) 

"I know you're not okay."

"I'm not," I sigh, "It's just...I miss my family. So much. I know they're worried sick about me. Honestly, I just want to go home."

"You know you can't do that."

"I know but...just for a day?"

"Nicco..."

"I'll leave the next morning. No note. Nothing to hint where this place is."

"Fine. Tomorrow. Don't say nothing to them about anything."

"I won't. I promise. Thank you, Sir."

"You can call me Mason, you know."

"Fine, Mason, I will," I say sassily and laugh.

I can't wait till tomorrow. 

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