Always been here

Chapter 3

Maya Stuart:

I wake up to the sound of the doorbell, it rings a few times and I get up to answer it.

As soon as I opened the door, I ran into Lyan.

The same looks at me from top to bottom, when I look at my body I realize that I'm only in lingerie.

I quickly hold his hand and pull him inside, close the door and when I turn to him, he continues to look at me intently.

— Sorry to see you like this, I was sleeping and got up quickly. — I say — I ended up forgetting that I was wearing those little outfits.

— Wow. — he says. — if you always want to receive me like this, I won't complain.

— You're a bastard. I slap his arm and he smiles. — what are you doing here at this hour?

— I came to pick you up for our dinner, did you forget? — says, looking me in the eyes.

— What time is it? — I ask.

— Seven o'clock. — says, looking at the clock.

— Oh, I'm really sorry, Lyan. — I talk. — I was so tired that I ended up sleeping, but I'll get dressed right now, I'll be right back.

He ran out towards the bedroom, already in the closet I'm looking for clothes. After a few minutes of searching, I finally found a dress that was a little above the knee, it was black and was very tight on the body, it had thin straps and a small neckline.

I tie my hair and do a basic makeup, on my lips I apply a red lipstick.

I apply perfume and put on my black heels, I also grab a black bag to match.

— I'm ready. — I say, leaving the room and going down the stairs.

Lyan who was sitting on his back, gets up and turns to face me, he stays for a few seconds looking at me, he seemed hypnotized.

— You are perfect. — he says, smiling at me.

— Thank you, you're perfect too. I say, approaching him and kissing his cheek.

He smiles shyly.

— Let's go, if we won't be late. — it says.

— Let's go. He smiled, holding her hand excitedly.

We left my apartment and headed to his car, Lyan loves sports cars, he opens the door for me and smiles as he walks in.

He soon comes around and settles on the bench, so we head towards the restaurant.

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— What will you want? — he asks, looking at the menu.

We had just arrived at the restaurant, we were choosing our food.

— I'll have shrimp. — I talk.

— I'll have the same. — he says.

The waiter comes to us, and he says our order, then the man leaves, and we wait for a few minutes.

I talk to Lyan about how our day was, he tells me a little about his mother and I tell him that on the next visit I will come.

Our food finally arrives and we start to eat.

Our dinner was wonderful, we talked and laughed a lot, I don't remember when I had such a nice night.

We left the restaurant satisfied, the night was very pleasant, despite the great movement in the streets and sidewalks that did not interfere.

— There's an amusement park nearby. — he comments. — Wants to go there?

— Of course I want. — I say excitedly. — it's been so long since I've been to a park, I've always loved riding those extreme rides.

— I know you like. — says smiling. — That's why I invited you.

— You know me so well. — I say, hugging him. — Let's go? I am very excited.

Lyan held my hand, and we walked to his car, then headed to the park for a night of fun.

— It's so amazing. — I say when I see all those shiny toys.

— Remember when we left school and went to eat cotton candy in the park that was close to where we studied. — he says nostalgic.

— After we ate the cotton candy, we would ride the roller coaster. — I say remembering the moment, it was so good.

— How about we do it today? — question.

— I'm in. — I say excitedly.

— So let's go. — he asks, holding out his hand.

I held his hand tightly, and we walked towards the cotton cart guy.

— What will the beautiful couple want? — asks the young man.

— We are not a couple. — I talk. — we are just friends.

— I'm sorry. — he says.

— No problem. — says Lyan smiling without showing her teeth.

— I'll take a pink one and Lyan a blue one. — I talk. — like old times.

The man soon prepares our cotton candy, and we walk to a bench to sit down.

— The last time I came to a park was with you, in high school. — I talk.

— Serious? — asks in surprise. — never came with your husband? I mean, ex-husband.

— No, the only thing I gained from Maycon was trauma and betrayal. — I say sadly.

— Whoops, sorry. — he says. — tonight is a fun night, let's not talk about the past.

— Thanks. — I talk.

— Want to go on the roller coaster now? — question.

— I want! — I speak, getting up and looking at the big colorful toy.

I feel butterflies in my stomach when I hear the screams of people riding the toy.

— Nervous? — he asks, stopping next to me.

— A little, but I'm more looking forward to riding this toy after so many years. — I talk.

— I'm pretty excited, too. — comments.

So we went to the toy, paid our entry and went to the cart. We ended up going ahead, it was way more exciting and scary too.

After we hooked onto the toy and made sure we were safe, it finally started to move.

The cart went up slowly, when we reached the top it stops, already knowing what will happen, I hold Lyan's hand tightly, which holds tightly back.

We do a lot of laps, scream and smile. It was insane, incredibly fun and full of adrenaline.

We leave the ride smiling, my smile fades when I feel my stomach turn.

I move away from the people who were there, and I end up throwing on the floor, I feel Lyan's hand on my back and the other pulling my hair.

— Let's buy you some water. — he says.

I agree and follow him to a stall, he buys a bottle of water and hands it to me, I quickly start drinking it.

— It's better? — he asks, worried.

— I am, thank you. — I talk. — I think the shrimp and cotton candy was not a good mix, the rides on the roller coaster made everything mix and come out.

— But I'm glad you're okay. — he says, stroking my hair. — Shall we go home Now? You must be tired.

— Come on, I'm tired. — I say, walking beside you towards your car. — Thanks for tonight, I had a lot of fun.

He just looks me in the eye and smiles.