FATINAJIL FANFIC CH 2

Kay guys, sorry for taking so long ,for taking weeks after weeks, but here ya go :D Even though it might not be a big hit but sorry for those who actually waited :( I was really busy the last few days studying for FCAT and shet going on in my state, but yeah :/ Anyways, enjoy yet another unedited chapter, and I WILL make up for all the days I didn't write this story, :D

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"H-Hey! Give me a straight out answer!" She pinched his thighs, making sure it'll leave a mark tomorrow.

"Ow! Geeze Fatina, stop it, okay, okay, I'll say something!" He took both of his hands and place them behind his head. "Well..." He began. He looked at the moon light, it was maybe around 9 or so. "I can't really be honest and say you're one of those girls that hits really hard." She faced him with a look that send shiver up his spine. "I'm just kidding! Ow!" This time a blow to his stomach.

"I'm asking this seriously, Jil." She turned to face the other side. He took a worried gaze at her, who would've thought she was serious

but if she was...

"What are you worry for Fatina... I was suprised you even asked me that question. To me you're one of the few that knows what their true

abilities are and class. Seeing you at first was very admiring..."

"Yeah, but maybe not to Neeba."

"No, thats not true!" She turned to face him due to the loudness of his voice. "What happened to you Fatina? You're surely not as optimistic as

you used to be, well let me tell you what I see of you and my brother would surely see it the same way." He bended over so their eyes meet.

"You're-" They heard the door creaked open. Neeba was home.

"Jil? Matach, you left the door open again, I won't be suprised if we get robbed someday, don't expect me to do anything then." Jil could hear

Neeba going to his room. And then he remembered that Fatina was looking for him.

"Hey, Neeba! Fa-" Before he could finish his sentence, he quickly finds that Fatina's hand was covering his mouth.

"Shh!" Jil looked at her in surprise. "I think it's better not talking to him now... he sounded pretty tired, so attempting to talk to him might be useless."

"Fatina…." He made a worried look. Fatina, clearly bothered by it, turned back to the opposite side of facing him.

"Geeze, don't look so hopeless, I, the beautiful Fatina will soon confess and have your handsome, hot, gorgeous…." Her description of his older brother seem like it gone on forever to Jil. "Finally, good hearted, kind and soon to be occupied by me." Sheesh, girls sure do have their fantasy don't they, he doesn't remember of exaggerating anything about Kaaya like this. "But," She took his hands and cover them over her face as she would do to a pillow, "the princess is too tired right now, she must rest before meeting her prince." And that was it. She completely dosed off, laying on his lap as if they were her bed at home.

"Oi! Hey, Fatina…" She wouldn't wake up. Was she really that tired from waiting for his brother? It must be very heart breaking to find that she wasn't able to talk to him after all that waiting. "You're really a determined girl…" He smiled.

Jil picked the little blond girl up. "*snore*… get away from my Neeba!" Her hand suddenly eject straight to his face, making the him very aggravated.

"Ah! Hey hey…" He sighed. Her hands kept nudging him in the face, making the poor boy walk an extremely uncomfortable trip back to the girl's house. "Geeze, she's really light, have she been eating right?" Carrying this girl was like lifting a stuffed animal.

"I ...can't...eat anymore..."

"No please, don't do that." Geeze, how skinny does she want to be?

"Neeba! It's so big!"

"Umm...." He wants so badly to just stuff something in her mouth so all the disgusting words of his brother wouldn't be heard.

"Cake... the cake you baked for me is so big..." He sighed. Sleep talking huh? He wonder what he would say about Kaaya in his sleep.

Her house was almost at reach after 20 minutes of walking, geeze she would walk all that distance to see Neeba, such a stubborn girl. Fatina had always lived alone ever since she was in 14. Her parents had a car accident and she had almost no relatives at all, if so only distant uncles or aunt she had never met before in her life. She is currently using the money her parents left for her, they were doctors so the supplies of money was almost a lifetime. For this reason, guys at her school often tried to get closer to her. Jil often have to watch out for her like that. He knew her because of his brother. Also, by the fact that they have been in every single class together since freshman, it'd be impossible to not say anything to each other at all.

Her house was like one he would never be able to live in. Her family owned 5 acre of land and her house takes about a fifth of it, or at least that's what it seemed like. He must be going crazy. Since he've been around her house before, he knows exactly where everything is. He went through the black gate, sidewalk, through the fountain and bushes of green sculptures, and finally in front of the sky-white front double doors. "Hey hey, Fatina wake up, you're home..."

"Key... under... mat..." She moaned.

"Ah, ahh, you're really lazy..." He bended his knee to get to the black carpet. As he crouched down and lifted the mat, he felt out a cold metal object. He then used it to unlock the entrance. Inside the house, there seem to be cases of stairs everywhere he looked. He doesn't have to worry about this though, he knows they all lead to the same place from experience of going to her house multiple times before. He went up the nearest stairway, it was hard making his way through the dark. When he reached the top of the stairs, there were multiple rooms. It was about 10 doors, 5 on each side of the huge hallways whose width could fit 20 grown men. He went to the third door on the left of the hallway. As he made his way to her room, he noticed the lonely door that pass the end of the hallway. The room in which her parents used to be. It must be hard to lose your parents... what was he thinking? He lost his parents too. But it was hard, the only sibling he has right now is Neeba. But Fatina...

"Jil?" She was barely awake.

"Yes yes, you'll get your beauty sleep soon my pretty and fragile princess." Hearing sarcasm in his voice, she bit his left ear (she was on his back.) "Ow!" Jil opened the door struggling to get rid of the pain of his ear. Her room is another thing. Instead of an average pink and heavily decorated rooms that most rich girls have, hers were plain white, with a bed in the middle and a wooden desk next to it. The bed and desk were in the middle of the huge room which could be used as a small restaurant. He gently place her on her bed. "Where's your cellphone Fatina?" With her eyes barely opened, she pointed at her desk's drawers. He took them out and left it by her pillow. "Call me if you need anything. If anything happens just call me over, if anything severe happens just-"

"Call you over! I get it Jil, don't worry so much, there are alarms in this house, geeze you're like a mother..." Not bothering to even complete what she said, Fatina turned away from the worried face boy and bid him a good night.

"Fatina..."

"I GET IT! Geeze, you are SO annoying, just leave!" Tears filled her eyes, without knowing he went to the door.

"I know you'll get angry, but..." He turns to her. "If you have anything to talk about, I'll be here..." With that he quietly closed the door and left.

Tears were dripping down her face like rain down a ceiling. "I'm sorry Jil..." It wasn't his fault, it just irritates her every time the image of her mother goes up in her head.