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

DELILAH

It was already evening and I couldn’t get over reading the book. It was too addicting. I have even found some cooking books in the cartoon in the top shelf and I had been excited about it way too much.

There was something in cooking, adding flavors and then seasoning which makes me want to learn more about it, try new dishes and maybe someday be a professional.

Even in my high school days I have taken culinary classes with an extraordinary interest. I didn’t know from where I got this but the urge to try my skills in kitchen was way too much. I have once even dreamt of joining the culinary school but…

I flipped the page of the book, when a yawn left my lips. I looked at the huge clock in the wall and found it’s quite late. I should prepare the dinner.

I stood up to keep the book back at place, when my eyes again fell on the diary kept there. My heart thumped hard as I forwarded my hand for it.

The diary was actually beautiful from outside. The cover looked like I have seen this before but I couldn’t remember. There was something about way it was decorated and written which bought a sense of familiarity.

I opened the book and my eyes ran over the third page, from where I have left.

You're my best friend.

~Zelena

The handwriting was childish someone in their pre-teens or before. The page was colorful and filled with doodles which were actually pretty. One was a moon and stars and I felt that’s something even I dawdle with my hands in free times. Unintentionally.

The next few pages were blank, and after about a lot of ten-fifteen pages there were words again.

I don’t want you to leave.

~Zelena

This time the pages had little sad faces and was mostly decorated in black. Something pang my heart at the line. Somewhere or the other I feel this familiarity that I have spoken this to someone I never wanted them to leave. Again next few pages were blank.

Then again,

You never left… thank you.

~Zelena

Maybe all this ‘You' are implying Damien. Who is she? There is no photo or anything attached anywhere except a dried rose. My new phone chimed in the room and I almost jumped in my place.

No one was there to call me, except Damien and Lily. I have visited Aria before but I did again and thank God now she was far better and I exchanged number with Liliana. She was grinning like a child on hearing that he got me a new phone, and I felt happy to see her smile after so long since Aria's accident.

I rushed to take the call and no doubt it was Damien. “Hello.”

“Hello, I will not be back tonight. Can you be on yourself?” Alone in this huge mansion? It doesn’t sound interesting at all but I didn’t deny.

“Yes” He hummed before speaking again.

“I will be back by tomorrow. It’s an urgent meeting at Seattle.”

“Oh. Okay.” There was silence and I didn’t know what else to say to him.

“Fine then. Bye.” I nodded at that, before realizing I was on a call. I was still not used to this.

“Bye.” I waited for him to cut the call when he spoke again.

“Take care. And call me up if needed.” With that the beeping sound could be heard.

That was unexpected.

••••••

I settled in the couch of the living room with some noodles. Since it’s me alone so I just opt for it. I opened my new phone and for a second I was quite confused using it but then one get used to it. It’s been years since I have received all these amenities.

I slurped the noodles, scrolling through the app I found. The various culinary ideas in there were so cool, and the way they create the videos.

I even found some room decorating themes but I didn’t know if I should apply that in my present room (not mine but yeah where I stay). Damien did ask me last time if I wanted I could decorate it or do anything as per my wish since it’s now kinda my room.

I was thrilled hearing that. I had never decorated my room before. There was some fading memories of a place I was kept on getting nowadays, and maybe somewhere in there I saw a wall decorated with stars and moon.

I scrolled through all the ideas, and saved some I loved. They’re beautiful. Maybe I should do it, because I didn’t know if I would ever get to have anyplace to myself anyway.

I scrolled more and every ideas was unique in itself. I saved them all.

The entire house felt so silent, and if there were no guards outside I would have thought I was the only person here. The silence was echoing in the entire mansion and it was a little eerie somewhat.

I exhaled a sigh calming the feeling and rose up to wash my bowl. I turned on the faucet and cleaned the kitchen before taking out the water bottle from the fridge.

I heard my phone going off and I walked out from the kitchen towards it. I bend about my waist and pulled out the phone from between the cushions and opened it.

It’s a text from an unknown number.

Something trembled inside me. There was no one who knows my number then… I opened up the text and looked into it and what I saw made my blood run cold.

Hey, baby girl. 

I know this expression, I know this.

This wasn’t right. Not at all. Another text popped up and I felt my breath losing my body.

How have you been free?

I closed the mobile quickly and didn’t dare to open it. Was the person the same I was thinking of.

Please no.

My breathing increased and I felt my hands sweating profusely.

Nothing going to happen.

Don’t tense.

You’re away from them.

This must be a wrong text.

The words kept on chanting inside me as I didn’t dare to touch the phone again. I couldn’t. I don’t want to look at the message. The silence seemed to swallow me more and I could hear the ticking of the clock and the heavy breathing of mine.