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Chapter 6,

"Matt…" Daniella gently chimed, walking over to his bed leaning down gently, prodding him awake with a quick kiss onto his full lips admitting a groan from him as he moved the covers away from him and yawned as he wiped the sleep out of his dark eyes, seeing as it was already 11:54. Daniella then started busily making the bed, her silky hair falling into her jade eyes as she folded the blankets and placed each pillow in it's own spot, Matt watching from a distance with a silly grin on his face.

"You know, you really don't have to do that" Matt stated, walking up from behind her and encircling his strong arms around her tiny waste while Daniella turned her head smiling back at him, giving him a chaste kiss on the nose and then turning back to her previous action, a grin forming on her lips as she watched Matt from the corner of her eye.

"Well… someone here has to take care of this pigsty" She said laughingly, fluffing the last pillow and setting it down onto the large bed; while Matt shook his head at her not liking he insult one bit as Daniella still smiled.

"What are you smiling at?" Matt said, slowly stalking over to the girl that was laughing at him, while Matt's eyes darted away from her, but then quickly turning back just in time to see the surprised look on her face when he tackled her onto the bed, a shriek escaping her lips as he started to tickle her abdomen. Still giggling as his hands still grazed her prone stomach over and over she refused to call out uncle as Matt had demanded her to do; tears starting to roll down her cheeks, followed by mascara streaming down her red face. Matt smiled brightly as he heard her gasp out uncle repeatedly as he had found her weak spot on her feet moments before. The room then went silent, all except the panting of the two people laying on the bed who struggled to catch their breath. Finally calmed down, Matt reached his arm out to the nightstand and grabbed a white tissue, handing it over to Daniella as she sat up and started to wipe her face, full of smudged makeup and tears.
Looking down she groaned, seeing the bed once again a pile of twisted up blankets and pillows strewn across the carpeted floor.

Matt stared at her, his soulful eyes still dancing with laughter as he moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her, nibbling on her ear, knowing that it tickled as she let out yet another giggle.
Sighing she looked down defeated,

"Okay, maybe it IS useless to make the bed "she stated as Matt gave her a kiss on the cheek, rocking them both back and forth through a comfortable silence, until she got a bright idea.

"Matt, what do you say you an me go over to my place for dinner?" She suggested, her green eyes meeting his brown, frowning as she watched him sigh.

"I'd love to… but, Jeff and I were going to go to dad's for dinner tonight" Matt said dejectedly as le laid down onto the bed, resting his head on her shoulder., while she stroked his hair .

"Wait, what if all of you came over to my place? I can give you all a home cooked meal for a change" She said, smiling down at Matt as he nodded his head.

"sure, I'll just call them and tell them the plan " Matt stated picking up the phone as Daniella explained that she was going to head home to get things ready, Matt nodding as he heard his brother pick up the phone, he didn't think they would mind the change of plans.

Later that Evening

"Matt I don't want to be here" Jeff whined, slamming the car door behind him as Matt responded by rolling his eyes at his brother's childish behavior., as they each walked up the cobblestone path and up to the carved wood door.

"Listen Jeff, just behave and act nice" Matt stated sternly, turning away from him and reaching out his hand to ring the doorbell when Jeff suddenly pulled his arm away,
"We should be at Dad's right now, not here" Jeff continued, staring matt straight in the eye,
"Dad will be here in about a half hour, it's basically the same thing" Matt explained, taking his arm out from his brother's grasp and ringing the doorbell as Jeff grumbled on continuously., but put on a fake smile as he saw Daniella's bright face appear in the doorway.

"Come on in guys, dinner should be done by the time your dad arrives; but in the mean time make yourselves at home" She greeted brightly, as Jeff slightly pushed his way inside while Matt glared at him, but turned away as he felt her give him a light peck on the cheek, his smile returning.

Matt walked into the living room and joined Jeff on the couch as they switched on channel forty three and watched heat, light chitchat among them, while Daniella was busy in the kitchen getting everything prepared.

Both men laughed as they saw Steven Richards walk out in that ridiculous pink wig about twenty five minutes later into the show, but then settled down as the station went to a commercial break.

"I'm going to use the bathroom" Jeff said, lifting himself up off the couch and watching as Matt nodded, his eyes staying transfixed on the television. Jeff stretched as he sought out the bathroom, but then noticed it was directly across from him. He strode over to the room and closed the door behind him. After finishing up his business Jeff padded over to the sink and turned on the tap lathering his hands and then reaching out for the soft pink towel on the rack to dry his rough hands.

As he dried his hands, his eyes wandered around the small, yet elegant room; noticing the polished counter and the mosaic tiled floor; but then his eyes caught onto a magazine rack; seeing as he was going to be bored with watching TV he grabbed the a couple off the rack.

Jeff started to skim the magazines, switching them in his hand as he went through them, most getting a look of dislike out of him, but his eyes nearly popped out of his head as he saw the last one. Throwing the other magazines to the floor, still shocked he stared intently at the cover, seeing a picture of a woman with a crazed look on her face; the heading reading, "Psychotic Serial Killer on the Loose", but the shocking part was, the women looked identical, to none other than Daniella. "I-it can't be, this is after all a mockery magazine… ther-there's probably an article on bigfoot in here" Jeff stuttered to himself, trying to think of a logical reason for the similarities, but coming out empty.

Getting nervous Jeff quickly stuffed all the magazines sloppily into the rack and crawled toward the door slowly opening it a crack. He gasped as he saw Daniella walking slyly behind the couch which Matt was still sitting on, oblivious to her presence. She was twirling a large knife she was holding awfully close to his back; looking as if she was about to stab him, but then Jeff let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding as he heard the doorbell ring and Daniella's angelic voice calling out that she would get it.
Wiping his forehead he heaved himself off of the floor and opened the door the rest of the way, quickly running over to Matt, but not before muttering "saved by the bell" to himself.

Looking up, Matt was about to ask what took him so long when Jeff placed his hand over his mouth, explaining the magazine he found and what he had just saw to his brother.
Jeff was surprised to see a look of anger on Matt's face as he watched Matt glare immensely into his eyes, finally reaching his boiling point.

"Look Jeff, I know you don't like Daniella, but that is no reason to call her a murderer, and at least think up a believable story if you are going to lie to me about her" Matt scoffed while Jeff sputtered out a few words here and there, finally getting a sentence out.
"But Matt, don't you remember those threat letter's? I think it was her who sent them, I thi-" Jeff started but was stopped in the middle of his sentence when he felt matt's hand harshly graze his cheek, leaving a bright red mark; as Jeff lifted up his hand quickly and held his stinging cheek, hurt flashed in his emerald eyes, but it wasn't from the pain.

Realizing what he had done, Matt immediately took his hand back, trying to get Jeff to talk to him but failed miserably as he saw him flee from the house, just as Daniella and his dad came in through the kitchen calling out that dinner was done. Sighing Matt took one last look at the door before trudging into the kitchen; he might of felt bad about what he had done; but he was still angry at Jeff's assumptions; Daniella wasn't like that…. Was she?

Uh-Oh, looks like there's bad weather ahead. R&R!