Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (jenna bush book club .TXT) 📖

I had never known family.

As I flipped the next page I savoured the moment there. The book was nearing it's end and I felt how long I have been here. Maybe the entire day. My eyes looked over at the shelf and I saw few bookmarks kept there. I stood up, draping the blanket around me. It’s too cold, despite the heater.

I took a bookmark when something caught me eyes in there.

A diary.

It’s looking so old and dusty that I couldn’t understand for a second it is that. My heart thudded a little as I took it. There was a dried rose stick on the outside of the dusty black cover. I don’t know what took over me to open it.

As I did, something crossed my eyes. It’s the two names signed at the right end.

Zelena

And below that it’s,

Damien

Curiosity got the best of me, as I wanted to turn over the pages and know who was this girl. When I flipped the first front page, I saw written in a childish handwriting.

You’re my home.

Something struck me at the sentence. I didn’t know but I felt a sudden familiarity to it, a sudden bond. It’s bizarre I know but something tugged inside me. Zelena was signed at the end of it.

And on the next page it’s written,

You’re my superhero.

Zelena

I smiled lightly at the words, and even I could remember when I used to believe in all these. Being in the basement for five years away from mankind made me forget most of my childhood and so much more.

Before I could flip for the next, I heard the library door creaked open and surprised I quickly tucked the diary back to it’s place. I turned a little and saw Damien stepping towards me. His eyebrows furrowed, and his hands pressed inside his pocket.

I cannot lie the fact that, Damien was such a hot guy. Or must I say man. Everything around him screams darkness and a powerful aura yet it feels so safe.

He stood in front of me. “What are you doing here?”

“Uh…” I gave him a little smile, “I actually was looking around the house and then discovered this place so…” I gave him a shrug.

He nodded his head and took in my appearance. Jesus! I forgot I was still being a caterpillar inside a blanket cocoon. I could feel his eyes on me as I removed the blanket and folded it.

“Did you have the dinner?” I shook my head, looking down at my toenails. I still struggle to talk looking at someone's eyes. It brings me those haunted memories.

I felt a warm hand touching my chin, before it cupped my face and I was forced to look up. His one hand was big enough to almost cup my entire face, and my inside trembled a little at the warmth in his rough hands. They’re unbelievably warm and cozy. His hands was grabbing my chin before travelling down a little and wrapped softly around my throat.

My eyes travelled to those charcoal pools and I found myself charmed by it. It’s so beautiful. Everything of him is beautiful. But those eyes were just the best feature. I have seen same dark eyes and the hatred, the shivering dirty eyes running on me, but here in those same coloured pairs but more beautiful I find a sudden peace and maybe… just maybe a… home.

I blinked a few times bringing myself back and I found his warm hands leaving my face. “You must be cold out here. Let’s go.” He grabbed my small hands in his big, rough and calloused ones and my inside just melted in a puddle.

Why was I feeling this?

I was here just for a few days.

I reminded myself the same thing again and again as we walked out the library.

I have to leave.

•••••••

Hey, my lovely readers. I’m so sorry for keeping you guys waiting…

I had some personal issues which prevented me to write anything new for you guys to update. But I feel I can be able to update again now. Updates might not be as frequent like daily for a couple of weeks but very soon I will try to bring them back on the former daily basis.

I hope you guys are doing well… and also liking this book. I’m sorry once again.

Thank you.

Love,

Author.