Two Ghosts - Ruel Van Dijk (Completed)

Chapter 3 - You Definitely aren't Sylvie

I had spent the rest of that day reading my book. I quite liked reading. Specifically romance books, or poetry. I loved that when you were reading, you could get lost in a world that wasn't yours. It was like living another person's life temporarily. Except you got to choose whether or not you wanted to live their life, and for how long each time. At the moment, I was reading a book called All this time by Mikki Daughtry and Rachel Lippincott (That is an actual book and it is very good! If you like romances I would check it out) about a guy whose girlfriend had just passed away. I had ended up finishing it just in time to help Kate with dinner, to which this time she strongly refused and told me to go get Sylvie instead.

I went back up the stairs to the hallway where our bedrooms were. I remembered Sylvie telling me she was on the other end of the hallway, but I couldn't remember whether she was on the left or the right side. I thought she said the left, but I knew my memory was shit so I decided to go with the right. Because right was always right I guess?

I knocked gently on the door and then opened it, knowing Sylvie probably wouldn't mind me coming straight in. I peered in the room and immediately realised it was the wrong one. The room was scattered in balled up pieces of paper, there were two guitars sitting in each unoccupied corner of the room, and a queen-sized-bed with nightstands on either side of it. And lying peacefully in the centre of the bed, his nose stuck in a book, which from what I could see was The Picture of Dorian Gray, was a teenage boy. To be frank, he was cute. His eyes were a vibrant green, flicking sharply from word to word. His hair was a light brown and fell over his eyes. He was a reasonable height as well, his feet nearly off the end of the bed. I'd say at least 6 feet tall.

Shit.

I had just walked into Ruel's room. He had shown no sign having had seen me, so I backed out of the room and started to close the door. Until this happened.

"Stop," a voice rasped. I froze. He had seen me. I wheeled around to see he still hadn't taken his eyes off of his book. "Who are you and why are you in my room?" he shifted his eyes from the book to me. I felt like his eyes were burning through my soul as he eerily stared. I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, thinking of a response.

"My names Sunday, and I was supposed to get Sylvie for dinner but I accidentally walked into your room. I'm really sorry about that, I didn't mean to walk in on you," I said nervously, fiddling with my fingers.

He stared at me blankly for a moment, before humming in acknowledgment, seemingly unconvinced, and returning his eyes to his book. I took this as a cue to leave. I turned and walked back out the way I came, closing the door gently on my way out. I looked across the hall to see Sylvie's room empty. Great. She'd already gone downstairs, so I came up here for nothing. Well maybe not nothing. I had gotten to meet Ruel, who seemed...lovely. I swore I had seen him somewhere before, I just couldn't put my finger on it. Now I really had to google him.

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As soon as we had finished dinner, I went straight up to my room and opened my laptop. I opened google, typed in the name 'Ruel' and pressed enter. I was surprised to see a lot of search results and pictures that came up. I decided to look at images first, which were mostly of him on stage. I smiled at a lot of them, for he looked really happy in a lot of the pictures, unlike what I had seen him looking like just now. His face looked brighter, more alive in these pictures, but now he looked sad and dark. Like he was under some type of burden.

Next I decided to read his wikipedia page, because it would probably give me a basic idea of what he did. I clicked on the link and read through a few paragraphs. It had some basic info at the top, saying things like his height, age, full name and other things like that. But when you scrolled further down, it had more detailed paragraphs. He was a singer. Oh. That was why Kate said Sylvie and a Coco didn't like the fan girls. I read further, seeing he had toured with Khalid and Shawn Mendes. Then I saw the paragraph about relationships. At first I wasn't going to read it because it wasn't really my business, but my curiosity beat me. It said some things about him having a girlfriend called Valory, who had cheated on him and broke his heart. And he hadn't performed since she'd done that, which was about a month or two ago. That made more sense. He was broken hearted, so he was drowning himself in poetry and romance novels. How do I know that you ask? Because I did and still do the exact same thing. Whenever I'd feel sad or broken hearted, I would just lose myself in books of people with better love lives in attempt to push away the hurt of my own feelings. I felt bad for him. I knew how it felt to be used and abused. And I really wanted to help him through this, no matter how difficult it was to do that.

A/N
Told ya Ruel was gonna be in it soon, and did I lie? Nope. Hehe. Thank you for reading this far! ILYSM!

As always have a lovely day,
remember to nourish yourself with food and water
and do something that makes you happy!

- Bri <3

9/10/21

Quote of the day:

All we have is now.

- Unknown

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