I wanted to go on a run, it was just turning 7am, but I was wide awake. I barely slept last night because I revealed too much yesterday, I could not stop thinking about what their reactions would have been like. Vincent is always so undisturbed, even with information that would normally trigger a panic attack, Armani seems to have more of a reaction towards things, but he keeps it subtle. I basically told them that I was living alone for 6 years, how stupid could I be. I really did not want to face them this morning, so I decided to get a quick breakfast and go on a run by myself.
I quietly opened the door and peered outside to investigate the hallway, it was dark and empty just like I had hoped. I made my way downstairs, tiptoeing when necessary, and got into the kitchen. What I was not expecting was to see the person I did not want to see this morning with a crisp black suit on with his back facing me, focusing on the coffee machine in front of him. I had been silent up to this point, I was almost positive that he had not heard me, all that I needed to do now was grab a banana from the fruit bowl and slyly exit the kitchen. I ducked down behind the counter and looked over to make sure that his back was still turned, I then crawled to the next counter where the fruit bowl was located, I slowly stood up and grabbed a banana before quickly hiding again. I was sitting on the floor with my back against the island and began to plan my escape. I estimated that it would take 10 seconds to run to the other end since it was a large kitchen but that would make too much noise. I then wondered if I could just walk out since his back is still turned but thought past it when I realized that it would be too risky. I slid the banana across the floor and it landed exactly where I needed it to be.
'Alessa.' A deep voice pronounced. 'Get off the floor.' I didn't make an effort to move which seemed to displease him, I could almost hear the frown in his next words.
'I will not ask again.' He said, this time more strictly. I hesitantly rose from my safe spot and faced my eldest brother.
'Hey bro.' I said waving to him in a friendly manner.
'Why were you crawling on the floor?' He asked.
'That's a funny story actually, I wanted to become a spy and I figured that this was the morning to put my skills to test.' I awkwardly chuckled. It was possibly the worst story anyone could come up with.
'I heard you come into the kitchen.' He pointed out turning back around. Unbothered.
'I guess I need to work on my sneakiness.' I timidly told him as I walked away quickly towards the exit, picking up my banana on the way. Making my way to the front door, I came to a stop when I noticed that I didn't have my phone or earphones with me. I went up and got them from my nightstand, when I was about to leave the room, I noticed that the same ladder was peering over the balcony which was not there when I woke up this morning. I thought nothing of it since he may have needed to tend to the flowers yet again, but I made sure that the balcony door was locked just in case.
I had been running for about 30 minutes when I realized that I had gone off track, I took my headphones out and looked around trying to familiarize myself with my surroundings. I was lost. It would be better if I started walking around trying to find my bearings instead of standing there hopelessly. I soon came across a range of extremally tall bushes, I studied the appealing greenery before I noticed that one of the bushes had been disturbed since there was a faint hole in the middle, a big enough hole for a person to fit through. I once again allowed my curiosity to take over and climbed through the hole, despite the struggle. I shoved my hands through to open some more room for me to climb through and I soon felt no more leaves, good to know that it wasn't all bush. I jumped onto the ground and brushed myself off before I looked up to see where I landed. My eyes went wide at the sight in front of me, a lake, the most beautiful scenery ahead, the grass land behind the water was bright green and was decorated with healthy, colourful flowers. Just ahead of that was a wooden swing that could easily fit two people, to get over the water to arrive at the lovely garden was a wooden bridge. It looked secure enough, but before I could step on it, I heard a loud voice.
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Elegance with Expense
Teen FictionAlessa Rossi: She knows the true meaning of 'Elegance with Expense.' The consequences, the abandonment, the pain, and suffering, she had been through it all. Within her weakness, she found courage, persistently offering a brilliant bright light, pus...