I hurried down the stairs, my shoes rhythmically hit the steps as I went over them and I was out in open aire letting it fill my lungs. I was scared, I didnt know what to think or what thought to obey.
I needed to run away for at least a while, taking Denis out of my head for at least a fraction of a second. I took my phone out and typed Kirs number.
"Hello?"
"Kir, its me, Kenadee. Could you do me a favor?", I asked, with the shaky voice that was coming out of my throat.
"Of course, tell me."
"Could you pick up Dasha from work?"
"But...isnt she out, right?"
"Yes, but find her on the way, before she takes a taxi or something like that. And offer her a ride everyday, please," I muttered, while I walked down the street.
"Can I ask why?"
"Just bring her home, yes. Ill explain later."
"Okay"
"Hurry. Bye."
"Later."
"Thanks," I muttered.
"No, thanks to you."
I hung up and put my phone in my pocket. I hugged myself due to the cold weather and walked in no direction. My plan was to have Dasha home sooner than usual. Every single last day that Ill be here. That way I wouldnt avoid Denis in a obvious way, but it would be less time with him and it would help a lot to once and for all control my emotions.
I decided to stop in the middle of some street, I didnt know where I was headed and if I continued this route, I would surely be lost. The people went around me and passed beside me, totally indifferent, while I stayed in my spot. I had walked at least two streets down the building, and I knew if I kept walking Id be lost.
I remembered a small park a couple blocks more, a simple route there, so I headed there, to waste time and for it to get late so I wouldnt see his face.
When I got there, I took over one of the black metal benches that decorated the park and I sat to observe the sky darken before me.
I couldnt avoid to think about Debis, I loved him, I didnt even know how and so fast. It was absurd, illogical. It was almost ridiculous how I wanted to escape these feelings that shouldnt be in my heart. Ridiculous, right. Because in reality being by his side was the only thing I wanted to do in this moment.
I squeezed the envelope in my hands, making it crinkle. The wind moved my hair and cleared my mind a little, making me think about something that needed my attention.
One day I would have to leave.
And what would happen? What would I take? The oppressive pressure in my chest appeared squeezing my heart and shaking it in a violent way. Just the thought of it, hurt me. I would leave and I would have to leave my heart here, but I knew it was the best option I would take. I laughed at myself, I wasnt so different from Dasha, running away was also an easy option.
But to think of Dasha, my heart shrunk even more in pain. The story could repeat itself and where would she run off to? Her last boyfriend had hurt her so much with the attitude he had taken. He had changed it from one day to another and Dashas fragile heart couldnt resist that, it left her destroyed because she loved him; to the point that she decided to move country, from continent.
Now, I didnt want to be the evil with that would snatch again something she loved, I would much rather prefer die by being run over, that would feel more deserving.
I sighed and took my hands to my head, leaving the yellow envelope on my legs. I closed my eyes for a minute, hoping the wind would whisper the answer to my ear to my big dilema,
I have heart the love was dirty, I seemed to be stained everywhere. But running away seemed to be the best option at this moment, only I didnt know when.
My plan had worked.
Dasha had arrived at seven thirty Thursday and Friday, thanks to Kir; therefore, the minutes has been reduced by half to be with Denis. Something that I didnt like much made the resistance easier. Although it wouldnt stop being hard.
I looked at the time when the bell rung, only two minutes late Ferni had arrived. I turned the Tv off and walked to the door.
"Nice apartment, she muttered roaming her gaze all around. Although the building is...a little gloomy." I smiled.
"Thanks for coming," I said.
"For me its an honor that you invited me to your house...well, apartment," she laughed.
"Thanks, you are the only one I can talk to this about," I went to my bedroom and made her follow behind.
"You know you can always count on me, Kenadee," she smiled, showing confidence.
"I'm a lost case," I squatted and looked through my drawer on my stand, from the inside I took my biggest treasure. A yellow folder in letter size and a considerable thickness that I threw on the bed, making it bounce a couple times.
I gave a sign to Ferni to open the envelope and understood instantly, she got closer and took it in her hands.
"Wow, its pretty heavy," she joked, lifted her delicate brows.
She undid the red string and opened the envelope. She took out the millions of photographs that were about to fall out.
"Wow!" she said, amazed when she noticed how many pictured it was and of who was it. "This guy could totally work as a model," she said, even though that was for me to laugh, I couldnt. "This is like some book, she made reference to the thickness. Or like some exposition in some museum."
"Or some forbidden manual,"I mumbled.
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The Forbidden Manual// Denis Stoff
FanfictionYou can not avoid who you fall in love with.