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Four days.

It's been that long since I've seen anyone, and I do literally mean anyone. I've been inside of my house since I got here. I haven't even checked the mail and our mail slot is beside of our door. I've just been in bed while eating all the tubs of ice cream that I could find in the house.

I scowled as I looked at my now open room door, making eye contact with Maria.

(Reminder: If you guys don't remember her, she's the maid. She's also in the first book.)

"You're still in bed? Your room is a mess, niño!" She exclaimed, looking around my messy room.

"It's not that bad, Maria." I said, pausing my Netflix.

"Qué!? It's terrible! I have been here every other day since you've came home, you've been in the same spot it smells like you haven't taken a shower en tres años!

"But I just took one yesterday." I mumbled. "Sure, it was a short one, but I still took one."

"Well you must've been working out in your sleep for your room to smell like this." She began. "Levántate. You're not going to sit in this messy room all day and watch these sad movies. You're going to take a shower, clean this room up and then me and you are going grocery shopping."

"But I don't want to move. I just want to st- "

"I get that Cariño, but you can't. You know what you're doing right now by sitting around in this messy room? You're missing out on life. Life is going on without you. You could be out at the movies right now, or you could be learning something new, but instead what're you doing, niño? You're sitting around sulking. You got to do better."

Maybe she's right. I mean I only got back four days ago, but I've hardly done anything even while I was on vacation. I let my hurt get in the way of enjoying life. It's funny because Noelle even told me that I shouldn't let my past with Blake get in the way of my vacation, but that's exactly what happened.

"Okay. I'll do better."

"Good, now get up and get to cleaning." She said, exiting my room.

I looked at my tv, debating on whether I should continue Another Cinderella Story or begin my cleaning.

Clean. We should clean unless we want Maria to come back in here and start speaking full out Spanish.

I quickly got up as I shut off the tv and headed into my bathroom to grab my cleaning supplies.

It took me a total of an hour and forty-five minutes to clean my entire room and that's excluding taking a shower or doing anything to my physical appearance.

And here we were thinking it "wasn't that dirty". It was extremely dirty apparently.

I looked at the door as Maria entered.

"See niño, this is what your room should and usually looks like. It was messy before." She said, grabbing the Glade trash bag and heading out of my room. "Ready when you are!"

I headed into my bathroom to take a shower and make myself a little presentable.

Thirty minutes later I was dressed and slipping on black high converses. I went back into my bathroom and looked at myself.

Hm, we actually look nice.

I grabbed my keys and crossbody before running out my room and downstairs.

"Maria, I'm ready." I said, jumping from the bottom step.

"Espera, espera. I'm coming." She said, appearing around the corner. "You look like you again, niño." She said, dragging me out of the house and to her Silver Acura.

"Yeah, I kind of feel like me. If that makes any sense."

"It does. This is how I want to see you. I hated seeing you so heartbroken and I know you still are, but I promise you, it gets better." She said, turning onto another main street.

"How soon is it though?"

"That just all depends on you, Cariño."

The rest of the ride was filled music and her off-key singing, so I was extremely glad when we arrived and she cut off the engine, killing her music in the process.

"Oh thank God, I think my ears are bleeding." I said, rubbing my ears.

"Shut up."

I laughed and walked beside of her into Food Lion.

"So, I think I'm just going to go to the ice cream aisle." I said.

"Yeah yeah." She said, brushing me off.

I grinned as I headed away from her and headed to the frozen aisle. I stood in front of the door, looking at the love of my life.

Well, one of them.

I stood there biting my lip looking at the wide variety in front of me. I wanted to try another flavor of ice cream but didn't know which one to get.

I felt arms wrap around my small frame from behind and looked down, seeing the tattooed limbs.

"Are you gonna choose one or what?" He chuckled, kissing my neck.

"Yes, I'm going to choose one, I just don't know when." I mumbled sheepishly.

"I've got all day, princess."

"Well I don't and quite frankly I don't want to see you two all hugged up twenty-four seven." A light voice said from beside us, causing us to look over at the annoyed blonde.

"Shut up." I laughed. "You were the one who wanted to come, Kel."

"Yeah and I regret coming." She grumbled, folding her arms.

"You love us." I fired back.

"Something like that." She said, snatching my keys from my grip and heading off the aisle.

"It's a wonder how the two of you are friends." He said, stepping beside me and wrapping his arm around my neck.

"Some people say that, but I wouldn't trade her for the world." I said, glancing over at him.

I looked back at the ice cream and huffed.

"I'm getting two, screw it." I said, opening the door and grabbing the Chocolate Cookies and Crème and the Twix.

I handed them to him, and he tossed them into the cart.

"Is that it?" I asked more to myself than him.

"You didn't grab Grayson's pizza rolls." He reminded me.

"Oh crap, you're right. Not like he needs them though." I said, pushing the cart to the last aisle. "I shouldn't even get them just because he's been so annoying lately."

"It's all out of love, just like me when I'm annoying." He chuckled.

"Yeah but yours is different."

"How so?" He asked, closely watching me and I threw Grayson's pizza rolls into the cart.

"Yours is cute, his is just plain out annoying."

"He's your brother, you'll be fine." He chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah."

I snapped back into reality when I felt something hit my hip. I looked to my right to see an older man who looked oddly familiar with an empty buggy.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you with my buggy. Are you alright?" He asked, coming up to me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's alright."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'm fine. It didn't hurt at all." I said, waving him off while opening the freezer door.

"See you around...Ella."

I looked back to where he was just to see him gone.

The thing is, I never told him my name. So how does he know it?

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Chapter 11

Finally! I finished this boring ass chapter lol.

- How'd you like it though?

- Who is the man and how does he know her name?

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