The Return (Book #2)

Thirty Two

Thea's POV

Despite me sleeping at 3 in the morning. I woke up at 6 in the morning wrapped in Manson's arm in his room.

Now I'm making Breakfast already ready for the day.

I'm wearing black high waisted jeans, a grey hood along with some vans and my hair in two French braids.

I hear light footsteps near making me tense up as I move around the chorizo.

I turn to the kitchen door and see Stella standing there fully clothed with the ones I put her in yesterday.

My clothes fit her big since she's very thin. Like very very thin like to the point that you could see her bones.

She just looked at around wide eyes before her eyes rested on me and I could finally notice the uneasiness and horror in her eyes.

"Good morning" I say and she stays quiet.

I hear a beep which made her flinch and I turn around to see that the coffee is ready.

"Coffee?" I ask already reaching for the mugs.

Silence.

I glance back to see that she's not there anymore making me sigh.

I put the mugs down and check on the chorizo before walking out to see the front door wide open.

Not even a second later I hear screaming followed by heavy steps as Ethan comes in with Stella over his shoulders.

"You could set her down, Ethan" I say and he looks at me unsure before placing her down before blocking the door.

I give him a look which made him leave as he closed the door behind him.

"Would you like some-"

"W-w-whe-where a-am I?" Stella ask in a whisper while looking down.

I see her playing with the sleeves of the shirt.

"I'll send Naomi to bring you clothes but for now your stuck wearing some of my old shirts. Anyway.... would you like some coffee?" I ask again and this time she nods slowly.

I smile "follow me" I say walking fast to the kitchen cause the stove is still on.

We stay quiet while I make her coffee and I see her still standing making me confused.

"You could sit ya know?" I say and I hear some shuffling around.

I check on the chorizo again and move it around with the wooden spoon before I crack 8 eggs on the pan and throwing out the shells.

Ya know... cause like who eats the eggshells?

I add In a bit of salt and start to move it around again.

I put my attention back on the coffee I was making her and I set it down in front of her.

Stella looks like she's lost in a thought so I just turn back to the food.

Stella is around Alyssa's age, blue eyes, blonde hair that have a few strands of gray in there but all in all she doesn't look bad for someone who is either in her late 40s nor early 50s.