Sergio wakes up to the soft buzzing of his phone. He groans quietly as he reaches for it, unlocking it and glancing at the screen to find out who's calling."Hello?" He answers cautiously."Sergio?" A feminine voice responds."Yes, hello?" He responds, trying to mask the confusion in his voice."It's Serena." She says timidly."Right...hi…" Sergio says apprehensively. He can hear her breathing heavily on the other line and feels a pang of guilt in his chest. He's been avoiding talking to her since they had lunch together on Friday and he knows she's probably wondering why he hasn't contacted her since. "Listen, about last week… I didn't mean to yell at you, okay? I'm sorry." He apologizes earnestly."It's okay… It was my fault." She replies quietly."No, it wasn't. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take my frustrations out on you." Sergio reiterates.Serena stays silent for a few moments. "I don't want this to become some type of routine. I don't like fighting with you." She confesses."Ne
Serena looks up from her plate of food and meets her sister's gaze. "Hm?""Did you say something?""No, I didn't. Why? Did you want something else?""Nah, I was just asking if you liked your pizza." She says nonchalantly."Yes, of course. It's delicious."Lately, I had a weird dreams abou mysterious handsome man." Claire blurts out without warning and Serena almost chokes on her pizza."Excuse me?" She coughs."I don't know. I thought it was strange at first but I kinda forgot about it. I mean, I don't usually have those kind of dreams. Not even once." She says.Serena stares at her, dumbfounded. Her jaw drops. "Wait…you dreamed of me?" She asks incredulously."Maybe. Who knows?" Claire replies with an amused smile.Serena furrows her brows. "What about? Why would you dream of me?"Aria shrugs her shoulders. "Dunno. Must have been my imagination. But seriously though, why would you think that I'd dream of you?" She asks in confusion.Serena frowns. "What do you mean why would I think
When she gets there, she takes another step forward. And another step. And another. Until eventually, she reaches the basement.She walks over to the couch where the box she found is lying on. She grabs it and walks to the entrance of the house, shutting the door behind her.As she reaches the top of the driveway, she stops walking, staring at the street ahead of her. Her hand is gripping tightly onto the box containing the necklace which is now resting in the palm of her left hand.She hesitates for a brief second. Should she really do it? What if it does get worse?She decides to take a risk. She places the box down gently on one of the chairs in the garage before opening it up. Once it is open, she pulls out the necklace carefully, careful not to drop the box.Once she has it in her hands, she looks down at it. It looks exactly the same as it did the day she found it. Same design and color, same small charm hanging on its chain.She remembers that fateful day so clearly. She rememb
"Are you okay?" He asks worriedly.She nods, glancing away from him. He notices her nervous expression, and furrows his eyebrows."What happened? Did something happen between Claire and you?" He asks curiously."No... nothing happened..." She mumbles. He raises an eyebrow suspiciously. He wants to believe her, but he knows better than to trust her right now. After all, he hasn't seen her cry since the accident, and that wasn't for a very long time. She isn't crying right now because of her sister. Something else must've happened.Serena bites her lower lip nervously before turning towards him. "Why are you here?" She whispers, avoiding eye contact with him. His face lights up a little, knowing that he has guessed correctly."I missed you." He replies quietly.Serena stares at him, unsure of how to respond. Her heart skips a beat, and she can feel her cheeks getting warmer."I'm sorry for being late tonight." He continues speaking. "My boss called me into work early and I had to rush
"Goodnight." He whispers, watching as she walks towards the door. As soon as she reaches it, he grabs her hand, causing her to freeze in place and turn around. He brings her hand up to his lips and presses a tender kiss against the inside of her wrist before releasing it. She stays where she is, watching him as he sits there on the bed, staring at her intently."I love you." He states, a smile forming on his lips."I love you too." She whispers, giving him a weak smile before opening the door and exiting his bedroom. As soon as she leaves, he falls back onto the mattress, closing his eyes tightly.As much as he would like to go back to sleep, he knows that there is no way he will fall asleep after that. He knows that he can't risk going back to sleep before seeing her again.He has to make sure that she's really okay. He has to make sure that she is truly happy and safe. That is all he cares about.He jumps off the bed, heading straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for them bot
"Well, when I saw him coming through the gate I got worried. I couldn't wait any longer." She replies, walking back into the living room and taking a seat on the sofa. Serena sits down beside her and glances at her mother who gives her a knowing look. She sighs, knowing exactly what her mother must be thinking."We went to see him yesterday. I don't know what happened." She confesses."What did you say to him?""Nothing. I didn't speak. I stayed silent the whole time. I knew that he wouldn't want anyone interrupting us. He was very serious about that." Serena informs her mother quietly, her eyes cast downwards."He's right. He always wants people to listen. Don't you remember? How many times did he bring you flowers because he thought you weren't listening to what he was saying?"She nods her head, remembering the countless times he has brought her flowers for her. Every single one of those flowers was given to her by Jason. She thinks back to the first time Jason gave her flowers. S
"Serena?" He asks cautiously. He grabs her hand which lays limply on top of the console, intertwining their fingers together. She turns to look at him. He squeezes her hand reassuringly and she lets out a breath that she didn't realize she had been holding. He smiles."Are you okay?" He asks her, brushing some stray hairs from her forehead."Yeah, yeah I'm fine." She assures him, smiling softly. "Sorry, just lost in thought. That's all.""Are you sure? You seemed a little distant. Did I do something wrong?" He asks, concern written all over his features."No, no. Nothing like that. I promise." She reassures him, squeezing his hand. He smiles at her and nods."Okay." He says simply, leaning back in his chair, allowing her to rest her head on his shoulder once again."Why don't you want to leave the house?" Sergio asks her, as soon as she steps foot inside the house. He shuts the front door behind him and follows her further inside, leaning against the wall in the hallway. "I told you
"That's great news, Sergio." She replies, offering him a kind smile. He beams at her, practically vibrating with happiness as he continues to talk about how wonderful his date was."You should be proud of me, Serena." He tells her sincerely."Of course, I am." She smiles back."So, um... I really enjoyed my time with him. I mean, we've known each other for years but I haven't had this type of date since..." He pauses, trailing off. She furrows her eyebrows at him, waiting for him to finish talking."Since what?" She asks him curiously. He shrugs. "Jay?" She nudges his arm softly."Well, uh... he's just really cute, ya know? I dunno. I just like talking to him, I guess." He admits sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. She bites her lip, nodding slightly."Yeah, he seems nice," She agrees hesitantly."So, I'm glad you approve. Now that I've finally gotten over our fight, I was hoping you would approve of him." He tells her, looking at her hopefully."Of course. Why wou