Chapter 99 - 99: You will never be alone
Watching the clouds hovering in the sky through the window of the airplane soothed Daniella"s mind. Her face differed from the bright sky as her heart ached at the thought of going back home.
She didn"t want to go home.
If she could , she would bring Evan to a secluded Island and live there with him.
With that thought on her mind, Daniella turned to her side where Evan was sitting , quietly sipping his coffee.
"Babe" she called out, lifting a hand to poke his cheeks.
"hm " Evan lowered the cup onto the tray table as he swung his head to his side.
"I was thinking, maybe instead of going home we could -" she paused to see his brows slowly creasing.
She gulped anxiously and continued "go and live somewhere far. Maybe an island and we can start a , I don"t know ahm" she shrugged using both shoulders "Coffee shop?"
Evan gave his response with a faint laugh "We can open a café next to the villa" he suggested.
Daniella blinked , her face flattened as she heard his reply "And who would be our customer?, Your employees? And let them pay with the money you paid to them?" She pouted her lips like a sulking little girl.
"What about next to my office? I can get you a place to start."
She rolled her eyes at him, stomped her feet and looked back at the window, "why can"t he understand that I don"t want to go back?" she murmured in the volume that only she could hear.
Evan heard her blabbering but they had been away for a long time and the last time he spoke to Kirby the man was threatening to sign himself in the mental facility if he didn"t come back.
"Would you like another cup of coffee?" Evan turned and found the same flight attendant that gave him the coffee earlier. as he looked into his cup, he found it still half-full.
"Whiskey " Daniella suddenly spoke "I want a bottle and your eyes away from my boyfriend"s face."
The flight attendant was startled by the anger shining bright in Daniella"s eyes but she remained calm and composed as she smiled at her "Would you like some ice in it?"
Raising a brow Daniella replied sarcastically "Sure if you can put the ice in the bottle. Didn"t you hear when I asked for a bottle?" she groaned in irritation.
"Daniella " Evan called out her name with a flat voice.
"What? Are you taking her side now?"
Evan"s eyes narrowed as he stared at her. She has been awfully moody since they left the hotel and anybody who looked at her or him would receive a glare or get yelled at by her.
Something was bothering her, he contemplated. He had been true to her; he answered all her questions honestly and didn"t hide a single thing from her.
"Are you waiting for this plane to land before you"ll give me my whiskey?" Daniella exclaimed; her pair of round eyes were glaring at the flight attendant.
"Daniella!" Evan called out her name again though this time, it was firmer and more serious.
She didn"t utter a word; a heavy sigh blew from her mouth as she waited for him to say what he wanted to say.
And seeing the anger in her eyes, Evan groaned, he covered her cheeks with his palms and pulled her closer to kiss her.
When he pulled away a faint smile was on his lip "face the window and cool down Daniella. You"ll get the whiskey once you stop frowning."
Daniella harshly turned to face the window again, her cheeks reddened from his sudden action and she knew that the flight attendant witnessed it. Something was bothering her mind making her heart pound heavily.
Even the hair on her skin raised with indescribable fear, she didn"t want to go back. She didn"t want to lose Evan but with the way she"s acting right now she had probably given Evan a bad impression of her .
Daniella"s heart ached by the thought. She wanted to be the sweet type in front of him but with the problems in her head and her emotion being heightened, Daniella could not help but to lash out.
She was as scared as a bunny surrounded by wolves she could feel it, the same feeling she had when she and her brother Danny were abducted the first time.
As she slowly leaned her head against the soft leather chair of the airplane seat, Daniella closed her eyes the memory from 13 years ago played in her mind.
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"Dan-Dan wake up."
Inside of the room was Daniella laying on the bed.
The four walls of the small room which were covered with white wallpaper printed with daisy flowers made the room look cozy and sweet. The small bookshelf on the right side of the bed next to the window had few books in it which suited a small kid.
One of the books was a little red riding hood. Daniella"s favorite book.
She had heard the story numerous times; every word was tattooed in her mind but she still had her mother and twin brother read it to her.
All she wanted was to hear someone read it for her, she might have been a little girl but she was not a spoiled one.
Daniella got up and the light coming from the sun dropped on her pale yet smooth skin.
Her feet lay on the ground and felt the soft feeling of the round carpet next to her bed, on it was her home shoes which had a Daisy flower on each.
She looked back to the bed and found her twin brother Danny laying on it with head over his arm serving as a pillow.
Just like looking in a mirror, Danny"s face was so similar to hers. From the shape of the face to the nose, eyes and even lips, the only difference they had was their hair.
Daniella had a long curvy blonde hair while Danny was black and Bob cut. Since she was a kid her hair has been blonde like the sunflower and silky while her cheeks despite her pale skin were the color of pink roses.
When her brother beamed a smile, Daniella sat down on the bed.
"Danny, do you think mommy will be here?" her tiny voice had a hint of worry; her mother was a nurse and she had always been busy at the hospital so the twins needed to look after themselves. Thankfully her brother was able to take care of her and protect her but still they longed for their mother"s attention.
"I don"t know Dan-Dan, there"s a measles disease going around so the hospital is busy " her twin brother got up and unlike hers , his body was chubby and had a brown color , he seemed to have been bathed under the sun.
She blew out her pinky cheeks with her lips slightly pouting, "so are we going to celebrate our birthday alone again.
Crystal tears were forming in her eyes Daniella blinked to clear them away.
Her brother crawled towards her and sat next to her "silly " he said and stroke his hands on her hair "I am here dan-dan. You will never be alone" he moved closer and planted a small peck on her forehead.
Daniella opened her eyes as the flashback ended, her black irises turned to the window only to find out that it was already dark and they would be landing soon.
She blew a sigh heavily and looked at Evan sleeping tightly. He was facing her which allowed her to stare at his peaceful face.
"You will never be alone." Her twin brother"s voice chimed in her mind again, she shut her eyes as she held herself from missing him.
Lifting her hand, Daniella decided to wake up Evan but her hand which was already in the air froze when he suddenly opened his eyes.
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For a second Daniella caught a glimpse of his memory. It was almost a picture of Evan and a woman she once saw in a commercial on the bed.
She squinted to look deeper into his eyes but they were brown just like their first meeting.
When Evan closed his eyes again, he moved closer and leaned his face on her shoulder while his hand-stretched and lay on her stomach.
"Evan not on the plane!" she whispered while her skin shivered from the warmth of his touch.
But he didn"t listen, instead he rained her shoulder with small kisses while his hand moved from her stomach all the way up to her bra.
A faint gasp sounded from Daniella"s lips when Evan suddenly touched her sensitive n.i.p.p.l.e "do you know how hard you"re making this from me?" the churr in her voice was laced with desire.
"not as hard as my" he ended his sentence with a small laugh.
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Daniella slapped his hand on her leg when she felt him lifting the hems of her skirt and freely rubbed his warm palm on her skin all the way up to her underwear.
"Sorry" he whispered apologetically and withdrew his hand.