《Gracie》Chapter Eight
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Ughhsmsn... I groaned loudly to my self as i started to stretch out, I felt the soft mattress on my backside and just smiled to myself. Wow they must have changed the mattress at the motel because it's usually never thi... I shot my eyes open and bolted up quickly. This isn't my bed I looked around the colourful room realizing that this definitely wasn't the motel I had been calling home for the last little while. I push the covers off of me to get up and investigate only to find I wasn't in my clothes.
What the fuck ? I whispered to myself I got off the mattress bed thingy. Taking a minute to look at my surroundings, I looked down at the fluffy turquoise carpet and felt my toes squish into the softness I continue to look more it was a bright and colourful room. It was like something out of a magazine. I looked out the window and could see bens car .. ah Ben I .. shit ! Did I fall asleep? Why ? How? I tried to remember what happened last night but struggled to.. last thing I could remember was playing the game with his par... his parents oh my god they must think I'm the worst guest falling asleep on them.
I turned and searched for my clothes but couldn't find them I looked down again at the pink tee and shorts i was wearing .. did
I put these on? Wh..who? Shit .. I tried to breath wondering how I got these clothes on. I shook it out of my mind and just took a deep breath. I walked toward one of the doors opening is slowly.. Dammit Grace!
I realize I opened the closet door, I went to the door next to the closet and turned the handle peaking out I looked into the hallway I breathed in deep and could smell something in the air, I didn't know what it but I could definitely tell it was delicious. I followed my nose and continued down the hallway towards the stairs. I creeped down the stairs slowly hearing the stairs creak with every step. Finally getting onto the main floor I peeked to see if anyone was around, not seeing anyone I continued to follow my nostrils. Soon I was headed towards the kitchen I could hear some voices and the smell got more intense my mouth was starting to water. I peaked my head in to find Ben at the table eating something, Nicholas no where to be seen and Elizabeth standing at the stove with her back towards me.
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I started to feel the awkward part of my self push it's way in. I breathed in and tried to say something to get their attention but chickened out majorly. I was going to try again but suddenly felt something cold and wet on my leg. As per my usual embarrassing ways I jump and scream in fright while basically trying to climb the counter. I hear something drop on the floor and look to see that Elizabeth is by my side with her mouth wide open and eyes bugged out a little. She had one of her hands on her chest as as she took some deep breaths.
She gently smiles at me " She gave me a concerned look. I looked towards the door way and could see rocket sniffing around. I laughed a little feeling my heart pumping hard and I tried to steady my breathing. " I gulped a littleI laughed
I looked up at her bright blue eyes and could see the happiness beam from them. ". I felt a soft hand caress my cheek. I breathed in deep and watched as her lips moved not taking anything in of what she was actually saying. I shook my head a little clearing my mind a little. "I awkwardly laughed.
" she bit her bottom then smiled.
I took a big sniff and could feel my mouth water again. "
I nodded my head and turn swiftly towards the table sitting in the same spot I sat yesterday. I looked towards Ben and watched as he grotesquely shoved huge forkful fulls of pancakes into his mouth. "I say with a disgusted look on my face. I watch as Ben opens his mouth to show me the contents then goes back to eating grinning slightly at the fact he had grossed me out. I stick my tongue out at him quickly. I hear a throat being cleared next to me and I look to see Mrs.C with a plate of pancakes I could feel the drool starting, it had been so long since I had a home cooked breakfast usually it's either diner food or cereal. I could see her eyebrow raised. " she winked at me as she place the plate down in front me. I blushed a little and quickly grabbed the syrup and started pouring an efficient amount. I grabbed my fork and started my feast. Not taking notice that the pancakes themselves we already pre cut. I continued eating I noticed a cup of juice appear next to me i take a minute to look at my surroundings and noticing Mrs. C has taken her seat next to me.
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"She said before taking a sip out of her mug.
She gave me a sad smile that made be start to feel bad.
I finished my mouthful. And took a sip of juice to clear my mouth. "
Elizabeth said sweetly
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