When The Sky Falls - Book 2 by N. Y. (i read books .txt) 📖

seconds go by then the elevator doors open. I walked out and ran to the apartment door.

 

 

I knocked a few times, Marybella didn’t answer.

 

So I whipped out the keys I brought with me in case.

 

 

I put the key in the hole and unlocked it.

 

I walked in slowly, not to disturb her.

 

 

I saw Marybella in the corner of the small couch that me and Jacob bought a year ago.

 

Marybella was looking out the window, her eyes searching the streets.

 

I didn’t know why Marybella fought with Mark, they hardly ever get mad at each other or fight like this.

 

 

I slowly walked up to her.

 

"Hey, how are you doing?"

 

 

She looked up, she didn’t seemed scared by my voice. But instead forced a smile.

 

"I'm fine, just still thinking about the fight yesterday and what Mark will think after I tell him I have…" she starts.

 

 

She paused and looked away from me towards the window.

 

"You have what?"

 

 

She sighed and looked to me. "Nothing."

 

"No, tell me. I’m your best friend, you should always tell me right?"

 

 

She looked up at me, I could see the innocence in her eyes as they twinkle off the reflection of the sun in the distance.

 

"No, i’m sorry Elle. But it’s complicated. But I will tell you that it’s not that serious and eventually if I keep following the doctor orders it’ll go away."

 

 

I paused to think. "What will?"

 

I had a pit in my stomach, a feeling.

 

Did it had to do with Marybella and a fight with Mark?

 

 

I sat down next her, she moved so I would have space to sit properly.

 

 

I stared at her for a while, trying to figure out what was troubling her emotions since yesterday.

 

"What happened and what started the fight between you and Mark?" I asked.

 

 

She looked back to the window and started talking after a few seconds.

 

"I decided since, we had the big party during girls night that I would visit the doctor and get better."

 

I slowly nod my head.

 

 

"Anyways, I got a checked and i'm ready to go home. But just as I was about to leave, the doctors stopped me and said they saw something in my test results after the party from friday. They took me into a small room and they scanned my body."

 

 

I stopped Marybella from continuing.

 

"Hold, on if they scanned your body, that usually mean it’s something serious. Something in your body." I say.

 

 

Marybella interrupted.

 

"No, let me continue!"

 

I decided to stop and let her speak again.

 

 

"Okay, after the scan, they tested on me. They said they’ll send me my results in the mail by the end of the day. And then the results came back when Mark was home."

 

 

She sighed and it almost seemed to sound like she was crying.

 

She didn’t cry for a minute and went back to talking.

 

 

"When I arrived home, I saw him outside near the mailbox. I didn’t suspect the results would be there yet, but it was. He it pulled out and started asking me questions. So I grabbed the big envelope in response and ran inside without answering."

 

 

She looked to me worried before talking again.

 

"He came inside yelling loudly, i've never seen him that mad before. He was asking all these questions about why I got results in the mail. And when he started asking what was going on, I ran upstairs to the bathroom and locked myself in. I started to panic, and Mark was knocking on the door, asking why I locked myself inside the bathroom."

 

 

Marybella put her head in her hands before lifting it up again.

 

"After a few minutes, I got out and saw Mark sitting on the bed looking at me. I told him I got test results back from the doctors. I didn’t tell him what I was diagnosed with, because I didn’t want him to worry."

 

 

She sniffed her nose, bringing a tissue up to blow into.

 

"I felt he shouldn’t know what’s going on with my body and the results. When he started to console me and ask again what was going on, I started packing some of my things and called you while Mark was begging me not to go. I was crying, I was mad. I was sad and I couldn't handle it I had to leave and let myself figure this out."

 

 

Marybella turned her head towards the big window again.

 

"After a while, Mark started throwing our stuff out the balcony and I got mad. I was emotionally stressed and then you pulled up and I left."

 

 

 

I was surprised Marybella had something like this to say, and only to me.

 

I felt bad for what Marybella had to go through, especially yesterday. And the calls, it was because of the test results.

 

It seemed like it was nothing.

 

 

But it turned out to be something.

 

"So, what do the results say and are you gonna recover or get rid of it?"

 

She wiped her tears and spoke.

 

 

"Yeah, it’ll be easy and hopefully it won’t disrupt my life and daily schedule. But I don’t need anyone to help me on this journey, I just need time to think."

 

"Okay, i’ll leave you to it. But just to let you know, i’ll be visiting you to talk or something, not to check up on the progress. It's to see if you're holding up."

 

 

She nods her head and looks back to the window.

 

I got up from the couch and before I walked to the door, I looked back at Marybella.

 

 

"You know, you’ll have to talk to Mark again soon. Can’t stay away from him forever." I said.

 

 

She looks at me and gives a small smile.

 

I knew it wasn’t a smile to cover up the pain, but a smile from within her heart since yesterday.

 

I know Marybella will get through this and before I know it she’ll go back to normal.

 

 

I left out the front door, not looking back.

 

Marybella was okay, because I had a feeling that she’ll be okay for now.

 

 

I drove back to the house.

 

As soon as I opened the door I saw Jacob in the backyard towards the 2 door entrance.

 

He looked up from the plant he was putting in a small pot. He smiles as I come in.

 

 

Jacob puts the pot in a small shady spot in the backyard, near a big decorative area which was set up to look like a flower fountain.

 

Jacob had become obsessed with gardening and I think it’s cute.

 

He wants to start planting and getting the grass to look trimmed.

 

 

"Hey, Elle." he says as he head towards the mug cabinet.

 

When he opens it, then looks towards me confused.

 

 

"Elle, why is there a balled up bag of popcorn chips in a red plastic cup, in the mug cabinet?"

 

 

I laughed and smiled at him.

 

"Don't know how thar got there." I said eagerly.

 

I ran upstairs to escape answering anymore questions.

 

 

I put my jacket back in the closet.

 

I took a quick glance in the mirror then got out one of my favorite sunglasses and my big black purse.

 

 

I had planned to spend lunch with Alex today.

 

I went out after helping Jacob get a big bag of grass pad seeds into the storage room.

 

 

I met up with Alex at a nearby cupcake shop around the block from Vera Lace.

 

When I rounded the street I spotted Alex in front of the cupcake shop, still dressed in the outfit she wore before.

 

 

She stands by the shop waiting for me.

 

 

When she saw me, she gave a suspicious look and wave for me.

 

I quickly walk over to her, not to seem ambitious about meeting up.

 

 

She smiles as I walk closer to her.

 

We went over to a small neighborhood out of Vera Lace.

 

 I asked about why she was here in New York.

 

 

"I recently came to New York in hopes of finding a job at the CIA or something. When I came across someone who knew you.” Alex said, eating her frozen yogurt.

 

"Who?" I asked.

 

"I met this girl, Marybella. She seems nice, but a little harsh when we talked. That’s how I knew you were here and I had to see you again after the last time we saw each other."

 

Small world.

 

 

She smiles and takes a spoonful of frozen yogurt.

 

"Yeah, Marybella’s nice. Once you get to know her more." I replied.

 

 

We both smiled and enjoyed lunch that evening.

 

Alex told me she planned to stay at the AUX hotel until the investigation is over, then she’ll fly back to Paris.

 

 

"So what things are you gonna do to fit in and make-" I start.

 

I looked around then whispered the rest of the what I was gonna say to Alex, as we walk down the street.

 

"Christina, your identity, a person undercover or just a person?" I asked.

 

 

Alex takes a sip from her cherry lemonade.

 

She bought it when we passed by a cold drink shop.

 

"Christina is a secret and also my name, no one knows about me and your stalker Elle."

 

"Wait, what about my stalker?"

 

 

Alex shushed me not to make any noise. "She might be listening right now Elle."

 

I looked around, to make sure no one was looking at us.

 

"What about my…pervert admirer?" I said, making sentence sound better.

 

 

Alex looked left and right before we cross the street, then continued to talk afterwards.

 

"It’s a she and she had something planned for you at a big event coming up in the year or at least next year."

 

 

"Planned," I whisper.

 

Alex pulled me aside from the block and whispered to me.

 

"I think she’s trying to find out what you're hiding and make it sure it gets to the public to ruin our life. I believe she’s undercover as someone young and not suspicious at all."

 

 

She looked down the street then back to me.

 

"We’ll talk later."

 

 

She left from where we were standing, which was near a flower shop.

 

She texted me after, she was going back to the AUX.

 

 

I ignored her text and went back home.

 

I walked around the block and spotted Sara at my door. I hid behind some bushes, not to be seen.

 

 

I peaked through a small hole in the bush.

 

I saw Sara being handed a small brown box from Jacob, who was there. And it seemed to be delivered from the central shipping office in Vera Lace.

 

 

Sara left after getting the box and started down the sidewalk, where I was going towards.

 

I knew Sara didn’t have a car, so i’d eventually run into her.

 

 

As I hear her footsteps from a distance, I peaked out of the bushes and straighten up. Not to seem like I was eavesdropping.

 

 

I fixed up my shirt, which had leaves on it and the dirt on the hem of my jeans.

 

When Sara got close enough to the bushes, I could hear she was getting a call from someone.

 

 

I leaned in close from behind the bushes to hear.

 

She argued to talk back on the phone. I listened to overhear her conversation.

 

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Sara's P.O.V

 

 

"Okay, I see. But I have the new camera and i’m gonna take new pictures soon. Yeah and i’ll have them by next Sunday."

 

I looked up to the sky as he continues talking. 

 

 

"Yeah, I know boss, okay. I’ll get it done and before you’ll know it, she’ll be in jail and get what she deserved after all the long investigation we did since last year."

 

--

 

Elle's P.O.V

 

 

She hung up the phone before the person who was calling had a chance to say goodbye.

 

I knew that if Sara was undercover or had beef with somebody, she wasn’t gonna mess with me even if she was my stalker.

 

 

I stood close enough to the end of the street before turning towards the sidewalk.

 

Sara began walking around, when she set eyes on me and was surprised.

 

 

"Oh, my god!!" she said, as she struggled to keep herself still.

 

She's clumsy.

 

Around me.

 

 

I put on a confused expression, to seem normal.

 

She took deep breaths, looking at me with a curious face. 

 

 

I pretended to seem upset and concerned. "Oh, i’m sorry I scared you Sara, didn’t see ya there."

 

I nearly laughed and picked up her phone from the ground, looking at the last call she made.

 

 

She leaned over to catch her breath from carrying the box she was holding.

 

As she was doing that, I wrote down the phone number and decided that when I get home, I figure out whether i’m gonna call the person or not.

 

 

"Here ya go."