Delirium

Chapter nine

Kayden

I have always been longing to get the truth out of everything .
I hated secrets , I hated myths and I hated legends . I believed in the concrete , the logic and in what I see .
I didn't believe in a certain Santa Claus getting me gift during Christmas, I didn't believe in the little mouse that would take my tooth under my pillow and exchange it with money .
And I surely didn't believe in a god that would judge my actions and decide if I should rather go to hell or to heaven .
I don't believe in those two places either .
I hated secrets , even if I had mine , but as quite as I am , I wanted to know everything , see everything and get the proof of everything .
I wanted the truth ,and I have never craved for it the way I did the past year .

And for the very first time , I'm scared of it , I'm scared of what that purse on the dinning table of my house right in front of me could possibly contain .

I have been staring at it for an hour now , contemplating if I should really open it or not .
Scared to be disappointed and find nothing , but also scared to find something much more worse than what I had in mind .

I did a long list of what could I possibly find in this purse . A wallet , a phone , money , or just a lip stick but what I felt was heavier than money or lipstick , it was rectangular , either a wallet or a phone then . But if it's in fact one of those what could I possibly find ?

I finally gather the balls to open it before I heard a thud coming from the hall .

"Where you at Peterson ?!"
I recognize Abel's voice as I quickly shove the purse behind me on the table as I stand in front of it , facing both Blake and Abel coming in the dining room , Abel in black sweat pants and a white hoodie while Blake was in dark blue jeans and , black turtle neck and an oversized black leather jacket .

"What are you up to ?" Blake asks and I lean over the table , trying not to make it too obvious that I'm hiding something .

" looking for the butler , I'm hungry and he didn't show up the whole morning , why are you here though?"

"We are here to thank you for bringing us to that club yesterday in your car to then leave without us , that was so considerate of you" Abel whines sarcastically and I roll my eyes .

"As if you can't afford a chauffeur , I was tired , it got overwhelming"

"You talked to her ?" Blake asks me this time and I bite my bottom lip , I look over at Abel who had now both of his eyebrows pinched together in confusion .
"Her who ?"

"Yeah I did" I reply ignoring Abel's question.

"What did she say ?"

"Wow wow wow , who the hell you guys are talking about ?!" Abel asks again and I sigh , looking over at Blake who kept staring at me , I see him asking for permission to talk through his gaze and I nod .

"Since when can you two communicate by telepathy ? How many episodes have I missed ?!" He asks once more before Blake turns towards him .

"A few actually , Kayden found Ayla"Blake says and his reaction was obviously wide shocked eyes .

"Same bro" I tell him as I sigh and explain the rest .
"She works as a stripper in the Delirium nightclub , the first time she denied her identity , the second time she didn't deny it anymore but still didn't tell me why she disappeared"
I tell him as he raises his brows and massage his neck .