Even if you find out, don't leave me

Chapter one: Returning home

My airplane just landed twenty minutes ago in Melbourne. I'm finally back in Australia. Four months ago I traveled to Paris for my work. After spending more then twenty hours on a plane, my trip came to an end. It wasn't a vacation but a work trip. I'm standing at the luggage carrousel, waiting for my luggage to arrive. My first suitcase had arrived, now I'm waiting for the second and last one. My phone rang, snapping me out of my trance. I was watching all the suitcases carefully while they were passing me by. I opened my purse, that was hanging on my shoulder. I took my phone out of it, taking a quick glance at the callers name. It's my mom. She and my dad will pick me up from the airport. I immediately took the call. 

Mom: "Hey honey. I saw on the board that your plane has landed. Where are you?"

You: "I'm waiting for my last suitcase, then I'm on my way."

I said that to her while my eyes where glued on the luggage carrousel. Then I saw a familiar suitcase, it's mine.

You: 'I see my last suitcase. I'll pick it up and I'll be there in five minutes."

The phone call ended. I placed my phone back in my purse and closed it. My attention turned back to my suitcase, it was moving towards me. When it reached me I picked it up. I placed my suitcase on the ground, right next to my other suitcase. Suddenly I felt a warm sensation bellow my nose. My index finger touched the skin bellow my nose. My nose is bleeding again. Lately this is a thing that happens frequently. I'm working too much these days. I barley have some time for myself. I quickly opened my purse again, taking out a tissue of my purse. I hold it against my nose. I tilled my head up, waiting for it to be over. After a minute or three the bleeding stopped. I took my two big black suitcases and walked towards the exit. 

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Some people where walking in front of me when I entered an open space. All the passengers of the airplane need to pass here. I saw my mom and dad waiting for me when I left the exit. I walked towards them with my luggage. 

You: "Mom! Dad!"

Mom: "Paisley!"

I hugged my mom first, it feels so good after a long time. I missed them a lot. My dad also got a hug shortly after. 

Mom: "How was your flight? You look so tired."

You: "I'm tired. I've been awake for over a day."

Dad: "Why don't you sleep at our house tonight? We can cook you some good food and you can sleep immediately afterwards."

Mom: "That's a great idea honey! You can use some homemade food, you clearly lost some weight."

I just agreed with their plan. I missed them and their food a lot. I can go to my place tomorrow after I had a good sleep. My dad took my suitcases. My mom and I walked behind him, on our way tot the car. Our arms tangled with each other while we were talking about how Paris has been. 

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After a thirty minute car ride, we arrived at my parents place. This house is brand new, almost two years old. I drew the structure of the house and the interior. This house was a gift for them from me. They always believed in me and my dreams. It's because of them I became an architect. 

Mom: I'll go cook some dinner. Paisley, take out your laundry so I can wash it later."

You: "Sure, I'll come help you afterwards."

Dad: "No need, I'll help your mom with dinner. Why don't you take a warm bath or shower to relax a bit after your long flight?"

My parents think that I work too much. I can't deny that fact. My workaholic attitude came from them, they always worked hard as well. Now they can enjoy their life more since I make money. I told them to do so. Again I just agreed with their plan. A warm shower was more than welcome after such a long flight. I walked upstairs with my two suitcases. One was filled with clothes, the other one was filled with personal stuff. I know the laundry machine is upstairs that's why I took the suitcases with me. I walked to my room. I opened the closet and took out some fresh clothes and a towel. This isn't the first time I crashed here after a business trip. I went to the bathroom and took a long but needed shower. I didn't took a bath because I'm pretty tired, and I don't want to fall asleep. After the warm shower, I put on some comfortable clothes. I entered my room again while I was drying my hair with a towel. My bed is so tempting right now, inviting me to sleep in it. And these comfortable clothes I'm wearing aren't making it easy as well. I stopped drying my hair when my phone rang. Who would call me right now at this hour? Maybe it's my company? I took my phone from the nightstand next to my bed. I had placed it there before I took my shower. I looked at the callers name, an unknown number... Should I pick up?