Stay with Me by Awesomekristii (primary phonics .TXT) 📕

DAMIEN

The call with Steven didn’t go any way cool as I have wanted, but yeah never expected it. He would have surely blown and he obviously did that. It fucked up my mind which was already a mess.

However much I try to push his words away, I couldn’t. Not when I knew that they were damn right. One way or the other, even though I never really wanted, I would have to tell Lilah all about my sister. That part though a past, couldn’t be hidden away too long.

But again the thought of someone reading her diary made a bad feeling churn inside me. I knew my heart, Lilah didn’t mean any harm or any harbinger of any kind. But maybe the thought that there she had almost all get secrets wrapped in, which one way she never wanted anyone to know was read my someone fucked with my brain.

I sighed, dropping my head feeling exhausted. I couldn’t sleep the last night knowing I had made her cry and feel bad. I felt so h an asshole for doing that, but I couldn’t throw out the thought of what might be her opinion about my sister after she learnt everything from the diary. I didn’t want her to have anything in adverse as an opinion or impression about Zelena.

Maybe that’s the reason why I freaked out internally the most, the moment I found that diary in the drawer, knowing she had read all through it. Those words weren’t mine, and if they had been I wouldn’t have been this disheveled regarding Lilah knowing all of it. Because I knew, she deserved every truth laying anywhere around me. My past and present.

The sharp knock broke the thought train I was in, and made me strengthen up. “Come in.” I saw Ash walking inside with a lunch box in his hand. My eyebrows furrowed looking at that square box. The last time I checked, he wasn’t married. Did he get himself a special one? I never really cared about all that of my employees, their business wasn’t my place to poke my nose into.

“Lunch?”

“Yes, Sir. Delilah Ma'am came by to drop this a few minutes back.” My eyes almost widened hearing him.

“She came?”

“Yes, Sir. But she didn’t say although I asked her if she wants me to call you, but she only said that it’s fine and she will go.” I leaned against my chair more, my throat clogging and my stomach plummeting with the guilt weighing down my shoulders.

I shouldn’t have been that rude to her. She was such a sweet soul, loving and caring and me being the asshole I was, always found a way to fuck things up. I rubbed my forehead, before taking the box from him. “Thanks, Ash. You can leave now”

“Sure, Sir.” He nodded and left the office. And I started back at the box of food lying on the table in front of me. I didn’t have a good breakfast, I wasn’t feeling like having one, so I made all that for her alone mostly. However the sight of her food in the middle of the day, just made me feel so better. And more if she had been in person in here.

But then I remembered my behavior towards her and why would she be anywhere near someone who only ignored her. I had let my judgment in keeping my sister's secrets so locked up that this one time, I blew up and fucked things up I didn’t even know how badly.

The sun had almost set, the oranges and yellow light of the sun at the end of the long day fading, mixing in the clouds and I couldn’t stop myself from staring at them through the huge tall windows of my office. Lilah loved these the most.

My insides twisted at the memory of her here and leaving without even meeting me. But then I recall my ignorance towards her, and I got why she did it. It was so caring of her to even think about dropping me a lunch, despite the amount of nonsense I was being.

Grabbing the overcoat, I stood up to leave the office. I couldn’t wrap my head around the pending work anymore, and even I have a meeting in New Orleans tomorrow which I couldn’t skip.

I passed by Ash's door to let him know, that he could go back. By the time I was seating in my car seat, it was darker outside. The street lights flickered on the road, as I drove back to home.

Passing by the bakery shop, I couldn’t stop myself from grabbing the cinnamon rolls for her. It’s her favorite. Maybe, if I give her this, she would be less upset with me, after the entire last days of how harsh and rude I had been to her.

The gate opened as I walked inside, and pressed the doorbell, but there wasn’t any sign of her opening it despite it having been more than a few minutes. My gut clenched at that, I pressed it again for few times but nothing. I took out the extra key from my pocket and pushed inside the lock, turning it and opening the door.

“Lilah!” Silence.

Maybe she was in the shower.

I placed the cake on the dining table and climbed up the stairs. My heart thumped hard against my chest, praying I wasn’t too late to apologize for my fucked behavior.

“Lilah!” I called again, going inside our bedroom but she wasn’t there. Not inside the shower, on in the balcony. I descended down the stairs in hurry, walking towards the library, the patio, the kitchen, and anywhere in the house but she was nowhere.

Fear gripping my heart like vines, the mere thought of her being away was doing destruction inside me. How stupid I was to become upset with her, and be that rude. My head reeled not being able to think anything. Maybe she was outside, visiting someone. But who could that be?

I didn’t know any of her friends. I pulled out my phone, dialing Steven.

“Hello, brother.”

“I can’t find her.” I heard silence from the other side a few seconds long.

“What? Dee? How can you not? Isn’t she in the house?”

“I wouldn’t have called you if she had been.” I snapped back, getting irritated. “Do you have anything? Did she say where she will be going or anything?”