The both of us enter the house and I smell this really good aroma.
"What is that? That smells so good..." I say inhaling a lot of air.
" Oh that shit? That's my famous Mexican lasagna..." Lyssa says as she shuts the house door and locks it.
I just look at her in shock. She walks past me and looks at me realizing I was staring at her with a surprised look on my face."What?" She asks nervously laughing.
" you cursed.. And at the orphanage we aren't allowed to curse. None of my foster
parents have sweared around me before.." I explain to her as I let go of my suitcase."In this house you're able to express how you feel and say whatever the fuck you want!" She says, squeezing my shoulder.
"Cool. Where's my room?" I ask.
"Go upstairs and take a right. It literally has your name on it!" She squeals.
"Ok thanks." I say, pulling my suitcases up stairs and down the hall.
Okkk She said take a right. Found it. Hm that's cool she made it fall themed. I quickly opened the door and ran straight to my bed, setting my suitcases down. I rub my fingers along the silken mattress. I press my cheek on the fluffy velvet pillows. The blanket is irresistibly soft.
Ugh I'll un pack later cuz rn I'm hungry asffff. I quickly run downstairs meeting Lyssa sitting at the island counter on her MacBook Pro.
"Hey can I please have some lasagna?" I nervously ask, playing with my sleeve.
She looks up smiling.
"Oh sweetie you don't even have to ask! You can have whatever you want." She chuckles, putting a strand of hair behind her ears.
I explore the contemporary kitchen with light and dark colors complimenting each other. I then find my way to her silver stove seeing the large mouth watering pan of lasagna.
"Where are the plates and silver ware?" I ask.
"Oh the paper plates and plastic forks are right here by me since Jahseh hates doing dishes ha." She snorts.
"Who's Jahseh?" I ask as I walk over to grab a plate and fork and back to the pan for lasagna.
"That's your sweet foster brother. He's such a sweet heart! You'll just love him!" She squeals.
I half smile.
"Ok.. well. He struggles with depression too and he's a very quiet kid. I don't know what's been up with him lately. He's just been in his own world. One of the reasons why you're here is to help him come back to himself." She says sniffling.
I nod and sit down with my plate. I quickly say my grace then I take little bites of the food.
"How is it?" She asks smiling.
"Good."
"I'm guessing you're bored. Don't worry Jahseh is out with friends he'll be back so you guys can hang out." She says.////
After dinner I throw the plate away and run upstairs to bed. I pull out my phone and I see an incoming ft call from my friend Syda.

ESTÁS LEYENDO
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