Silence

28- Bet

I slightly groan as I open my eyes.

I look over to the clock on my nightstand and see it's only three in the morning. I sigh and look over to the other side of the bed.

Diovanna is no longer lying there. I look to the bathroom but the light is off.

She isn't here.

I sit up throwing the covers off of me.

I get out of bed and make my way downstairs. The living room light is off so she probably isn't there. I pass by the dining room, that light is also off.

I look towards the kitchen but that light is off too.

Where the hell is she?

"Boo." A low voice sounds from behind me. A sheik escapes my lips and I jump back turning around.

I flip the hallway light on and there Diovanna stands. She is trying to hold on her laughs but miserably fails.

Her laughs fill the hallways and as annoyed as i am that she scared the shit out of me, I can't help the slight smile that plays on my face when i hear her laughs.

But my slight smile disappears the moment she stops laughing. "What the hell Diovanna?" I exclaim, annoyance lacing my tone.

She just shrugs. "I couldn't sleep and wanted some food, so I stole a pop tart from your pantry." She pauses, a smirk growing on her face. "You were too cute to wake up and tell that I was hungry so I just left. No big deal princess." She teases.

A scowl rests on my face. "I am not cute. And I'm not a princess." I tell her. She just smiles innocent-. "Yeah you are, you're so cute." She tells me.

Never mind, not innocent.

I clench my jaw. "I Am not cute, princess." I mock like she had previously done. With a sigh, I rubb my temples. "You're probably still drunk, let's get you back to bed." I tell her moving towards the stairs.

Now she scowls at me. "I am not drunk. I may have a little alcohol still in my system but I'm definitely not drunk. Are my words slurred?" She questions.

Well no.

"Am I stumbling over my feet?" She questions again.

No.

"If I was drunk, do you think I would have been able to sneak up on you like that?" She asks but doesn't let me respond. "Well I probably could have even if I was drunk but that's beside the point." She states.

Probably not.

"Whatever" i grumble. She smirks at me and I raise an eyebrow.

"Don't give me that attitude όμορφο αγόρι." She mocks in a deep voice.
[pretty boy]

I grit my teeth. "Why don't you go back to sleep?" I ask, hoping to change the subject before I finally do something about all her teasing.

She wants to tease? So can I.

She rolls her eyes. "I'm not going back to sleep." She shrugs beginning to walk down the hallway.

"Why not?" I mutter as she stops in a random part of the hallway. Now looking I notice she stopped and is looking at the ceiling with mirrors on it.

She looks at them intensely.

My pretty girl likes mirrors, I'll have to remember that.

I hear her sigh before turning back to me. "I just don't sleep well, okay?" She asks annoyed.