When The Rain Falls - Book 1 by N, Y. (feel good books .TXT) 📕

grew up before Paris.

 

 

I park and stop in front of the old building, where we used to live.

 

''Never thought i'd be back here again.'' I whispered under my breath

 

 

Walking in, I see the plants on the side of the entrance door. New ones.

 

I remember there used to be pink tulips, now there’s white lilies and hydrangeas.

 

 

''Luckily I still have the key to the apartment.''

 

 

I kept the apartment under reservation in my name, so that no one can move in.

 

Seeing the old hallways and elevators still in place, scares me, but still feels like home. In fact the only place, where i thought i would call it home.

 

I made it to the old apartment door, taking a deep breath, I unlock the door and walk in.

 

 

Everything is still the same when we left, 12 years ago.

 

 

I was originally suppose to go back come home 2 days after Elle came from school, that one day when she said those terrible words.

 

''I Hate you.''

 

It flew over my head and instead went to my heart. I never heard from her again, but I was gonna break the news to her that day and then everything turned out not how I wanted it be.

 

 

I walk around noticing that nothing was stolen or broken, surprised, there was something off in the apartment.

 

There was a mark on the window, a certain mark, not a smudge but more of a handprint that was left.

 

I look closer at the handprint, I figured only the smallest hand in our family would be able to match the print.

 

I knew it had to be Elle’s.

 

 

 Renchenni told me she ran away to Paris and she must have traced her way…back here to the apartment. because the building here was the only first home Elle ever had.

 

Looking around, it gives so much delight to seeing it again. The princess castle Elle always played with before she went to sleep when she was 3.

 

 

I spot something on the passport sketch wall, pinned up above the computer area. We planned to travel somewhere every year and put up a picture of the place on the board.

 

 

After all the years of traveling in between different towns of New York, we never really put anything on the passport sketch wall, except the picture of Paris when I found out my fashion line was going to be a big hit in Paris. 

 

 

I quickly run out of the apartment, closing the door behind me making sure it was locked, I hurried to the elevator.

 

As soon as I got outside of the building, I got in my car and headed to the nearest airport in New York.

 

I knew that one point I would have to travel across seas to find Elle and this is it.

 

 

Walking down the long ground leading to my plane, it looked almost like a dream, like this was probably my destiny something I have to do.

 

I know this now.

 

 

I will find Elle and we'll make things right again, just like how it used to be, but if only she forgives me.

 

I'll search in London first, Elle told me a long time ago she wanted to go there at least once.

 

I hope she's there first.

 

Chapter Six: The Paris Treaty

 

Elle's P.O.V 

 

 

I could sense the feeling of my mom leaving home and finding me, it’s like a game of hide and seek.

 

 

And my mom always seeks, but in this case I hope she doesn’t, cause no matter what my mom always seeks me at the game and I have a feeling she might know where am.

 

I left a picture of London on the Sketch board in our New York apartment.

 

I couldn't help it.

 

I had no choice, my parents told me every time either one of us went traveling without the others, we would put a picture of where we were going under the sketch board so we would know one of us went somewhere nice.

 

 

I know that now’s the time to go to Paris, there’s no time to waste or complain about. I’ll tell everyone and they’ll understand...maybe.

 

 

I have to start making plans on how i’m gonna get out of London and make my way back to Paris.

 

Luckily, I have Jacob to help me, we’ve been together for a while. I bet he’s already reading my mind.

 

I rush downstairs and gather the things and decorations I put up in the house that are mine, into a gym bag for safe keeping.

 

 

Packing for Paris will be hard enough.

 

I can feel my mom coming a mile away, or is that a saying, because I can’t control myself over the fact that my mom is coming for me and i know it.

 

I feel it, I can see that she’s looking for me, but I don’t want to go back.

 

I don’t want to live my boring life again.

 

 

I don’t wanna go back to Rosewood, seeing my dad at the grave, knowing it was my fault.

 

I killed him and they won’t be able to trace who did it, but that’s what investigators are for but i totally doubt they ever put me in jail.

 

I thought for a very long time before i was done packing, it took a lot of thinking but i got through it.

 

 

In less than 2 hours i leave for the Airport with Jacob, thinking that everything’s gonna be alright and if I make it to Paris, there’s no more going back to anything.

 

 

 It was my plan to escape to Paris and i’m in London, a coincidence.

 

After i made sure Jacob was ready to go, I was ready to say goodbye to everyone.

 

''Well, I guess this is goodbye Carla, i had fun staying here learning so much from you but, really i came to go to Paris not London. Not to say i enjoyed London, but i really did. And now is the right time to leave to Paris and i promise i will think of you every single day Carla. I miss you already and we haven’t even left the front door.''

 

 

Standing in front of the door i first entered, when i arrived in London, was one of the best things that ever happened to me.

 

But also the last.

 

 

''Goodbye Theodore, you taught well on how to live life, because it's only the beginning, knowing we both have something in common because we can’t sleep without eating something late at night. The memories of us walking in the parks and getting to know each other.'' i pause and cry a little.

 

''I’m gonna miss it and you, but this isn’t the last goodbye i hope you guys visit me in Paris, I know i’ll miss you a lot,"

 

 

As I wave goodbye, but not for the last time, I smile. Genuinely. That’s something i haven’t done. since i've said goodbye to anyone.

 

''You ready?'' Jacob asks.

 

''Couldn’t be more than ready, i know i am.''

 

 

We both take a step off the front porch, as walk beside. I knew this was something i always dreamed of doing in a million years.

 

After the 20 minute drive to the airport, we finally arrived. This was the beginning, i’ve never been on an airplane to Paris since i was 5.

 

But know it’s my first time riding on an airplane from here in London to Paris with Jacob.

 

 

After going through with security and customs, we had to wait till we could board the plane.

 

It was a hassle, but at least i’m going back to where the fight began and to fix whatever i left in Paris.

 

That was the only thing I wanted to go to Pairs for, not to go back to the scene where my mom changed and my parents broke up.

 

 

I want to go back to forgive myself, my dad and my mom, but also for a chance to re-live that moment and bring back the good memories that were lost and make new ones with the new people that entered my life.

 

 

A person on the intercom announces. ''Flight to Paris, France. Please board the plane!''

 

 

''Well that’s us.'' i sigh.

 

''Yeah, can you believe it?'' Jacob looks at me then says.

 

''Let’s do this.'' i say as we hold hands and board the plane.

 

 

 

As we take off, i think this what i want to do and i do feel it in my heart, this is what i want to do.

 

I close my eyes and we take off.

 

 

Looking out the small windows on the plane brings me happiness, it’s been so long since i’ve been on a plane after moving from Paris to Rosewood.

 

I know i’m gonna miss London so much, it’s practically the place where my best memories were made and finding that one person i know i want to be with. 

 

 

I have to admit, i’m scared about going back to the mansion my mom got and so i figured if i can stay in the Mansion I might find clues which could lead to The Paris Treaty and the reason we left in between the fight.

 

 

I always thought, it was my fault that we left Paris but the real reason was that it was a lot to take in for my mom and part of it was my fault for sneaking in to the fashion show, i almost ruined it.

 

Part of me thinks about what would happen if I didn't ruin it.

 

 

 

While I was drifting off to sleep thinking about what happened in the past, it struck me in the heart, but i went through it and after so many long hours of traveling, we finally made it to Paris.

 

I look down from my window and see the view of Paris, it’s so different from London judging i just came from London to Paris.

 

                                                            

But it's beautiful just like how I used to see everything.

 

I’m so happy to be here in Paris it’s amazing and the fashion here has changed over time.

 

''My mom always taught and told me when we used to live in Paris that “what people wear, judge who they are, but what’s really in the person’s heart explains their fashion” a little motherly quote i always remember when i travel, not that i ever travel that much. But being here is wonderful, especially with my boyfriend, we’ve been together for for 3 and a half months. It’s amazing how strong our young relationship is and still going strong. The view of the Eiffel Tower, the most viewed thing here in Paris in still as ever, so beautiful. We plan on staying at the Mansion i used to live in when i came to Paris many years ago when i was 5, anyway’s I gotta go and see ya next time'' - @SummerElleW_86

 

 

 

After blogging, i started on settling into the Mansion. It’s a great place, I thought, this is how you live the life.

 

 

Knowing that i’m back in Paris makes everything right again. We took so many pictures and ate at a lot of croissants at small shops.

 

I never knew that Paris could be so much fun and touring the Eiffel Tower with Jacob was sorta fun and romantic at the same time.

 

 

Who knew that you could be in love with someone in Paris ,after all it is the city of lights and love.

 

I think he’s in love with me, and i’ll see tonight, when we go on our first official date in Paris.

 

 

We never