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Chapter 8

Dayana's POV

I wake up and immediately walk to my door. I slowly turn the knob. It worked! I've never been this excited. I take a look down the hall. No one seems to be around. I quietly walk through the hall on my tippy toes. I also do that when going down the first flight of stairs. Here comes the other hallway. I take a quick look around and no one seems to be around. Everything seems quiet, too quiet. I walk down the hall and reach the other flight of stairs. Maybe they're eating breakfast? Once I get to the first floor, I take another look around. No one is home I guess. How could they leave my door unlocked and just leave?

Maybe someone unlocked it?

I immediately go through the pantry and stuff my face with whatever. I am so hungry, I could eat everything here. I'm nearly choking on the food and try to swallow it all.

I look outside the window and see Bella close to the door. I try to hide but there's no time.

"Dayana?" Oh no.

"I'm not going to do anything to you come here, I was the one who unlocked your door, Greta doesn't know." what? is she trying to be nice.

I come out of hiding and walk to her. "Really? You would do that for me?"

"Yes Dayana, I care about you, you're my stepsister and I hate the way Greta and Angelica treat you." I never would have expected her saying this, I am utterly shocked.

"I don't know." I shrug my shoulders.

"We can work it out." she flails her arms in the air.

"Alright, I guess I have the time." I sigh as I take a seat on the couch.

An hour it takes her to explain everything to me. At first I feel annoyed, but by the end I have a different feeling.

"I'm sorry, I forgive you." I look down slightly.

"You do?" she looks up at me and she unexpectedly hugs me.

I laughed and she laughs also, "So we're good here?"

"Yes."

We chat for a while and begin to tell each other things that we never have told anyone.

"You're boyfriend is gorgeous."

"Hey, hey, back off." I nudge her shoulder.

"He has a friend though, his name's John, John Lennon."

"Sick name."

"Yeah, he's a rad guy."

"I should be introduced to him sometime." she winks and nudges my shoulder playfully.

"I think Greta will be here any minute." Bella says as she rubs her palms softly.

"I'm allowed to go out now?" I keep thinking of seeing Paul again and my stomach does flips.

"Yeah, Greta thinks you've had enough punishment for now." I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding in.

"I best go shower now." I say as I limp, less than usual up the stairs.

"Have fun with the bæ."

"Shushh." I say as I walk up the stairs and enter my room. I'm glad Bella turned out to be different. I don't feel quite as lonely as I used to. We just have to be careful when we laugh and talk or else Greta will be suspicious of something.

I carefully pick out my clothing, choosing a yellow skirt, white shirt, and a cream sweater over it. For shoes I have chosen some flat shoes since my feet hurt to walk for long distances.

I grab a towel and hop into the shower. The hot water soothes my body aches. I apply shampoo and conditioner and rub it on my scalp. These are the few minutes where all my stress is washed away and I am just left with lovely peace.

I dry myself off and apply my clothing. A spray of perfume does the trick. I rarely wear makeup, but when I do, it's just chapstick. I'm not one of those girly girls that go crazy with the mascara and eyeliner. People would describe my as weird or strange.

After more than an hour, I am ready. I take my car keys (which Bella secretly gave me) and wave a shy goodbye to Bella.

Minutes later, I arrive in front of Paul's house. I knock shakily and wait for footsteps. Paul opens the door, rubbing his eyes, it looks like he just woke up.

"Dayana?"

"Paul?" I mock him in a playful way.

"Oh how I've missed you!" he wraps his arms around my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck. He looks me in the eyes and slowly kisses my lips softly. This simple kiss ignites a display of fireworks inside my mind.

We pull away seconds later, catching our breath, our foreheads touching slightly.

"Are you hungry?" he asks, beginning to worry.

"I guess, this morning I ate everything in the pantry!" we lightly laugh as he spins me around.

"Okay, I know this little place in the corner of the street, they have really good food."

"Okay let's go then." I lick my lips lightly smiling.

We walk less than a block until we reach the little place. It's very small but it has a large window where you can see the civilians enjoying their meals, while they can see you staring.

Paul opens the door for me as we enter. Paul leads me to a table as he hold the chair for me. He's always been a gentleman. I truly have always adored his personality. He is literally flawless and perfect. And better yet, he's mine and I'm his.

Paul suggests the lasagna claiming that it's the best so I decide on trying it out. The waiter quickly comes and takes our orders.

"I've missed you so much, these past few days have been like hell without you." he places his palm on my thigh an I place my hand on top of his, resting it lightly.

We small talk for a few minutes until the waiter finally arrives with the steaming plates.

"Be careful, it's hot Paul."

"You sound like my mother."

"It's because I'm older than you."

"Only like about 6 months older."

"Yeah, you're the baby."

After a few minutes, the food has cooled for a little and I decide to try the food. After taking the first bite, my taste buds explode. The texture of the lasagna is soft with little pieces of the meat. I taste the rosemary, time and basil giving it the little itty bitty bits of flavor. In a few minutes I have eaten everything off of my plate.

"That was so good." I lick my lips, satisfied and full.

Paul's POV

"It's my favorite, always has been since I was a young boy."

"As my mother used to say, 'a full stomach leads to a happy heart" we laugh at the saying.

"Let's take a walk, shall we?" I delightedly ask after we exit the restaurant.

"Oh I'd love to, let's walk off these extra calories."

We slowly and peacefully talk about life as we head to the park. "Paul,"

"What's the matter, love?"

"My head hurts a little." I think we should be heading home now then.

"Alright, I'll have to take a pill when we get there." I nod as we begin to leave the park.

"Are you alright love?" Dayana suddenly looks dizzy and zoned out.

"Yeah." I'm not to sure about this.

Suddenly Dayana falls to the ground. I immediately go next to her and try to make her respond. I begin to panic, not knowing what the hell to do.

"Someone help! we need an ambulance!Now!!"