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Chapter 3 Lost Best Friend

  • Chapter-3 Lost Best Friend
  • The cab finally came to a stop in front of Danica's old house. She was still shaken up from the brief encounter with Troy. In fact, from the café to her home, all she thought about was Troy. But as soon as she laid her eyes on the stone-front Shania model house, she forgot all about him as all the memories related to that house came rushing in her head. She relished all the good memories spent there with a lonely smile on her face for a few minutes. The front door was of white color, and there was a garage next to it—which was empty now.
  • She quickly replaced her sad smile with a cheerful one when she noticed a sleepy Aziel snuggling up to her. “Aziel, we are home,” she announced it to him.
  • He rubbed his eyes and glanced at the house groggily. His eyes opened wide with a gasp. “Wow. Did we really live in this beautiful house? Is it really ours?” he asked enthusiastically, hopping out of the cab. Danica nodded. “I hope it's not dirty because of our absence for so long.” He pouted.
  • “Don't worry. I had appointed a cleaner to clean this house monthly,” Danica responded, ruffling his hair. “Let’s go inside now. Help me with the luggage.”
  • “Will we really live here from now on?” Aziel further asked in awe.
  • Rolling her eyes, Danica spoke up before taking the two pieces of luggage out of the car trunk, “Yes. Now don't use your excessive questions as a way to escape helping me out with the luggage. Come over here.” She shoved the small luggage handle in his hands and declared, “I won't be the only one dragging them.”
  • He giggled. “Why not? You are my cute, pretty big sister.”
  • Before she could get another word of command out, Aziel ran off towards the house door. She groaned but handled the belongings on her own, nonetheless.
  • Soon enough, the siblings settled in the house. Aziel was busy enjoying his new house and wondering why he didn’t remember anything, while Danica was busy cooking dinner for them.
  • It was around eight in the evening when the doorbell rang up. Danica wondered who it could be since no one knew about the news of their arrival yet. What if someone saw them moving in and planned an instant burglary?
  • Fearfully, Danica peeked through the door hole to get a glimpse. She released a sigh as she saw the person standing in front of the door. She opened the door and let out after placing a hand over her chest, “You almost gave me a heart attack, Stacy."
  • Stacy walked inside the house, giving a warm smile. “Where is that tiny monster? He's with you, right?”
  • Danica nodded. “He is watching cartoons in the living room.” She inquired Stacy, “Did you have dinner yet?”
  • “Not yet. I will, later.”
  • “You are lucky, because I was making extra food,” said Danica. As Stacy was about to decline, she was interrupted by Danica saying, “I won’t take no for an answer.”
  • “I wanted to ask if you have all the groceries you need,” Stacy mumbled, making her way towards the living room.
  • “I had everything prepared beforehand,” Danica replied and went back to the kitchen. She became busy cooking again while Stacy went to meet Aziel. After she made dinner, she placed it on the table and announced, “Dinner’s ready.”
  • Aziel came running and secured his seat, which faced the television. Then he asked, “Dani, was Stacy really our neighbor? She is really nice. She loves Boss Baby too.”
  • Danica chuckled lightly and nodded her head before pulling a chair for herself. “She still lives in the house next door,” she responded.
  • “Why don’t you come to my house tomorrow and I show you around, young man?” Stacy offered when she sat down at the table. “Meanwhile, Danica can look for a way to fulfill your birthday wish.”
  • Danica gulped down her orange juice and arched an eyebrow in amusement. “You already told her about your wish?”
  • Aziel nodded.
  • “He already loves you so much,” she said to Stacy, who just laughed in response.
  • Stacy looked at Aziel who was now busy stuffing himself with pasta. “The kid is fun, you know.”
  • "Just wait," she muttered under her breath.
  • "Couldn't we have just ordered pepperoni pizza?" Aziel spoke up, and Danica shrugged her shoulder.
  • Stacy chuckled and averted her eyes to her plate. "He's still a good kid," she said in her defense.
  • Danica just rolled her eyes sarcastically and continued eating. She knew what her younger brother was like. He was an annoying little creature who mattered the most to her, and she would do anything for his sake.
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  • Troy was repeatedly looking at the watch, fidgeting while sitting on the edge of his red and white king-sized bed. He had been like that since the moment he came back home. Originally, he was planning to make a WhyNTube video tonight, but he failed to do so as his mind couldn't stop thinking about Danica. She is back, he thought to himself for the umpteenth time.
  • He still found it hard to believe that the first woman he fell in love with was back and that he was able to see her again. What was he thinking when he didn't talk to her? He should have just pulled her in a hug and never let go. He missed her so damn much. He tried so many things to forget her, but nothing ever worked. The only woman that made his heartthrob was still Danica.
  • Troy was occupied in his thoughts when Hernan barged in once again as if the bedroom actually belonged to him, not to Troy. “Hey, can you lend me your charg— why are you staring at your watch?” Hernan asked, furrowing his brows in confusion.
  • “Because I can't afford to lose track of time,” he responded absentmindedly. Realizing what he said, he shook his head and turned to face Hernan who was now near the nightstand, already pulling out the charger. “Why am I blessed with your presence at this hour? Speak only if you have new ideas for videos.”
  • “Then I have nothing else to say,” Hernan retorted and took a seat next to Troy. “You are going there tomorrow as well, aren't you?”
  • “He already can't wait for the morning to arrive so that he can go there and meet her again,” spoke up a brunette, leaning against the door frame. The two pairs of blue eyes looked at the dark brown-eyed model as he continued, “Our Troy is eager to see his long lost best friend.”
  • “Why are you putting emphasis on that word? We were best friends,” protested Troy.
  • Trevor stepped inside the room and sat on one of the white elegant couches. “That’s exactly what I said. Best friends,” he said with a mischievous smile on his face.
  • “Leave it, Trevor,” Hernan interrupted. “He will never admit that they were more than just friends.”
  • “We really weren’t. Stop misinterpreting.” Troy frowned.
  • Trevor chuckled as Hernan teased, “Yeah, right. We all know that.”
  • Troy groaned in annoyance and walked out of his own bedroom, knowing those two wouldn't stop chewing his head. He was glad that he never told his friends about his romantic feelings for Danica, otherwise he would never see the end of their teasing.
  • Now, all he wanted was for the morning to arrive.