Donna 05

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"Oh God I have to go." I chuckled and stood up from my seat with the two dynamos that also stood up.
"Yeah time for us to see what fresh meat is on the island." Tanya agreed. Oh she and her men.

I head into the old goathouse humming my old favourite song, Fernando. I love that song.
"There was something in the air that night the stars were bright Fernando." I hummed frozing when I heard windows shut. I gave a scare and look up around me. Who's in here? I wonder what's going on.
I stick my head up in the attic seeing the monsters of my nightmares. My world changes from them to the old thems that I use to know.
"Harry?"
He kind of still looks the way he use to.
"Bill?" Well, he hadn't changed a slight bit.
And Sam. Sam!
I gave a gasp slipping out of the goathouse shutting the gates standing against the wall for a brief moment.
What the hell did just happen?
Is it only my imagination?
The Donna I once was, would seek for a bit of reality and...fun. But I can't do that now....
Oh so screw it!
I just wanna see their faces one more time. I climb up upon the letter to the nearest little window to look through it but failed when I saw the board in the way. Who ever did this better have an explanation....oh that'd be me. Anyway...
I climb upon the roof almost falling off. I must probably be the luckiest person to not have fallen off.
There's a little door there.
Should I sneak in?
No there gotta be another way!
I lay over the end of the roof to get to see into the other window.
They are there!
No!
I stood up straight again walking backwards having no idea who opened the stupid door, but I fell right through it.
It all happened so quick that I couldn't even stop myself at all.
Would this be my death fall?
No luckily not.

I fall unto a mattress, with both legs in the air.
All three men, Bill, Harry and...and... Sam???
"You always knew how to make an entrance." Is the first thing he manages to say.
Wait till I slip your throat and hang your balls!!!
"I'd better be dreaming. You'd better not be here." I said letting her legs down just laying here on the blown up matress.
"You want me to pinch you, Donna?" Bill laughed. It has always been his way of making jokes. I couldn't help it but also laugh.
"No! You keep your hands to yourself, Bill Anderson." I laughed before calming down looking at Harry.
"You probably don't recognise me, do you?" Harry smiled nicely at me. He is still the nice guy I used to know.
"Harry! It is you!" I laughed a bit surprised. I didn't expect this at all. Not even a bit. I didn't knew they'd all come back at once.
"I probably changed a bit, but you certainly haven't." Harry replied like he wants me to notice it.
I glare over at Sam as he just scanned my body like he just took a taste of the best meal ever.

I jump up from the floor kicking the mattress aside to make sure I won't fall over it again. Else I'll burn down this place! Not really...
"Why are you here? What are you doing here?" I wanted to know hoping for better explanations than...well just a reasonable explanation would be better.
"I'm writing a travel piece." Bill replied. I look quicklyat Harry.
"I'm here on a spontaneous holiday." Harry replied. I look at Sam that was out of excuses since all he had in mind got taken away. Not that he's the one for traveling or going on holidays but generally that would've been a great excuse, but even he knows that I know him way too good.
"Uh-huh. I just dropped in to say hi." He finally came up with something. Well, small things amuses small minds.
"Okay. What is this?" I asked trying to get clear view of what's going on here.
"It's one of those serendipitous moments in life when three complete strangers share a common thought." Came another excuse. Men these days. Well, I'm not gonna tell them that I don't believe them. Because if what I think is happening is happening it better not be.
"Strangers? You don't know each other?" I scanned all three faces. Maybe I could just...erase them.
"That's generally the definition." Came the reply from mister smart pants.
"Okay, good, but who... Why are you here? Who said that you could stay up in my old goat-house?" I asked. I'm filled with questions. The same Donna they use to remember. But I don't want them to remember me?
"Didn't catch the name." Came the reply spinning circles in my mind.
"Greek lady." Came an agrement.
"Well, she spoke Greek."
"Yeah." Sam agreed.
For a moment they looked figured out. Until...
"Or maybe she said we couldn't stay in the old goat-house." Bill said to Sam that barely could keep his eyes off me. But what was he starring at? He didn't know whether I'm married or not.
"Yeah, maybe that was it, in Greek." Sam replied to Bill.

"Yeah, that's it, that's it. You can't stay here because I'm closed and I'm full. And I'm busy, I'm really... I have a wedding, my... Local girl's getting married..." I responded and went to the entrance out of there that was closed. I just want to go and never return or see their faces again.
"Donna. Donna, don't worry about us. Bill here is used to roughing it. And Harry here..." Sam tried to keep me from getting rid of them. I am gonna get rid of them!
"I'm spontaneous." Harry finished Sam's sentences. It was clear that the three men were nervous.
"Spontaneous." Sam repeated.
"What about you?" I asked Sam with tears in my eyes hoping he's not gonna mention anything about Sophie.
"Just wanted to see the island. You know what it meant to me." Sam replied with that handsome facial expression.

"Okay, I'm gonna arrange for a boat to take you all back to the mainland." I snapped out of it about to get out of here.
"I have a boat, Donna." Bill stopped me.
"You have a boat?" I smiled sarcastically. "Good, get on it, and anchors away. Away, away."
"Donna." They got it to stop me...again!
"It's good to see you." The three men said to my. All the same old smiles except for Sam that gave me a wink. I gave a foolish facial expression and just like that...Donna has left the building. I must've looked super guilty especially with three men left behind from where I came.

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