Chapter II
Stella's POV
I wallked into HQ and found my way to my office. I sat at my desk and looked at my laptop. I thought about the question many people had asked when I walked past them. 'Why are you here? Your meant to be fighting in he war'. Nobody knows but me and this is my secret...
2 weeks later...
No one's POV
"Stel!" Frank shouted, "Quick question why are you here? I mean arnt you meant to be fighting in the war. "
"You don't need to know," Stella yelled back.
She walked into the kitchen and up to Frank you was trying to cook without setting the house alight.
"It's classified infomation." She said from behind him.
"Everything is always classified. Your keeping something from me and I want to know." He exclaimed.
"Ok... but I'M still not telling you." She explained.
Stella walked out of the kitchen and into her bedroom. Without knowing tears began to roll down her face and drip onto her jeans. They began to fall ferociously down her cheeks. Suddenly she heard a noise and looked at the door. It was now open and Frank stood in the door way holding two cups of tea, she stood up took once and sat back down on the end of the bed.
"What's up? You never cry," Frank stated.
"Nothing," Stella said calmly.
"Really?" Frank asked, "You don't cry over anything, even during the KORPS war 10 years ago you didn't cry. There's something wrong and I'm going to find out."
He walked out the room and closed the door. She bagan to sob more as the memories of Hyperia came flooding back.
The next day (7:00am)...
Stella's POV
I woke up suddenly. I wondered what had happened the night before while touching my year stained face. I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My mascara was dotted around my eyes and I felt like crying again but I held the tears back. 'Why am I crying' I thought 'I never cry... not ever'. I walked out the bathroom and into the living room downstairs, Frank was sitting on the sofa watching the TV while eating crisps.
"Really? Crisps!" I stated as I walked into the room. Frank jumped and I smirked.
"I...I," Frank stuttered.
"Let me help. You were eating crisps." I said.
"Yes...sorry," He said
"It's alright, i was only messing with you," I replied.
He made an angry face and I walked out the room and into the kitchen. I got some bacon out the freezer and fried it, then I got some bread and brown sauce. Once it was all ready i put he bacon and brown sauce on one side of he bread and put the other on top making a butty. I did this once more and walked back into living room.
"Here," I said giving him one of the buttys, "Sorry about before."
"It's ok... wow this is awesome!" He said taking a bite.
"I'm good at things like that, shame your not as good. Although... you would probably give them food poisoning." I said.
"Hay!" Frank exclaimed.
I sat down on the sofa next to him and watched the TV.