Alive - Zalfie (BOOK 2)

4. A bird

Chapter 4 - A bird

I had no idea how to fill in the time while Thomas was away so I decided to have a little snoop around. Something that I had noticed pretty fast was that there were no pictures in the house. Not even one of him with his parents when he was little.

I soon stopped the little investigation because there wasn't much personal stuff to see. Maybe he didn't live here for a very long time, I figured. I had found some cd's and I was surprised that he mainly listened to pop music. That was not something you'd expect from him.

Bored I plopped down on the sofa with some of the cd's to have a look at them. I giggled when I saw Taylor Swift's latest album. It was funny how I've spent almost two months with him but I still didn't really know who he was.

Suddenly I heard a loud crash on the window in front of me. I jumped and dropped Taylor's album on the floor. There was a huge crack in the big window. I stood up and had a look outside. Must've been a bird or something. But when I looked down I saw a large stone on the ground.

I went outside and took the rock in my hands. There was a little note attached to it with a piece of rope.

"Next time I'll throw harder and hit the target." it said. I swallowed the lump in my throat away. This must be from the same person who had put a note on my car. I shivered as I realised that this was a death threat. I frantically looked around me to find the person who was responsible for this but I was alone. Shaking I got back inside with the rock and the note in my hand.

I placed them in my purse so nobody would find it. How would I explain to Thomas what happened to his window? A bird. I will tell him it was a bird.

Not even a second later the front door opened and Thomas entered the living room with a bag of food and a smaller bag which contained clothes, I assumed.

"Bloody hell," Thomas mumbled when he saw his cracked window. He dropped the bags and went to get a closer look of the window.

"A bird," I explained or well... lied.

"I don't see a dead bird on the ground," Thomas told me. Shit. I never thought about that.

"I buried it," I lied again. Thomas turned around from the window and studied my face. I felt that my cheeks had turned scarlet. Knowing him, he probably knew I was lying but he let it rest.

"I see you had a look around?" he asked and sat down next to me. "Do you hate Taylor?" He picked up the album from the wooden floor.

"Oh, no!" I exclaimed. "I dropped it when the ro- bird hit the window." I started biting my lip nervously. I've created this lie only a minute ago and I was already messing up. Thomas looked at me suspiciously but dropped the subject again.

"I got you some clothes. I don't know if I got your size," he said not looking me in the eyes and blushing.

I smiled and got the bag from the floor. In the bag there was a beautiful navy blue dress with a turtleneck. "It's so beautiful."

Thomas lightened up on the couch and smiled at me. "I thought it would suit you well."

"I'm going to try it on," I told him. I made my way to the bathroom downstairs and put it on. I looked amazing if I could say so myself. I put on my converse shoes underneath and walked out of the room. Thomas was putting the food he bought in the fridge and cupboards.

"Aren't we going to eat?" I asked him. For a few seconds Thomas didn't say anything but just looked at me in amazement. I thought he probably liked the dress on me a lot.

"You look... pretty," he commented with a smile. "I think you look ready to go out for breakfast. Or actually... it's almost lunch time."

"Brunch it is," I smiled but I wasn't feeling too happy. I couldn't get my thoughts away from the person who wished me dead.

"Are you sure? I could just drive you home," he suggested. Now that I thought about it, home seemed to be a very comfortable thought.

"Can you drive me to the hospital? My car's still there," I explained. I expected him to ask me why I came with him yesterday if my car was there but to my delight he didn't. He just nodded and grabbed his car keys again.

The car ride happened in complete silence but for some reason it didn't make me feel uncomfortable. He soon dropped me at the hospital.

"Call me some time," I told him when I was about to get out of the car but he grabbed my hand to stop me.

"I should get your number if you want me to call," he winked at me. I knew him for some time now that I had completely forgotten that we weren't able to exchange phone numbers in that world.

He handed me his phone and I put my number in it. I gave his phone back and waved him goodbye. I slammed the car door shut and took a deep breath before going to find my car.

The drive home was calm and relaxed but the moment I had parked my car in front of my house I started to feel uncomfortable. How would I explain to Alfie that I was wearing this dress? And oh goodness, I had left my other clothes at Thomas' place. Should I just tell Alfie the truth? He would understand me... right?