Chapter 6

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"I want you to come with me to Ariana's Room

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"I want you to come with me to Ariana's Room.." she said with a heavy voice..

I didn't reply.. I just followed that black-haired lady who was a mother of a beautiful daughter who died two days back. I sighed and went upstairs..

I entered her room with a bleeding heart.. I knew I would cry on seeing all those memories and photos of me and Ariana.. And I did. Tears poured out of my eyes on seeing that one photo that me and Arianna took when we completed the first course.. But , it was just a photo , not a real Ariana..

I request Mrs. Resea to please go out for sometime , so I could spend some time in my friend's room and she agreed , seeing my emotions..

I closed the door when she walked out of the room. I just wanted solitary , with only me and Ariana's photo.. I went towards the book shelf and saw "The Tempest" book placed on the first row of that shelf. Of course , Ariana loved William Shakespeare..

As I flipped through the pages , I saw one small piece of paper , folded. As I picked it , the book in my hands fell down and a heavy thud was heard.. But I concentrated only on the small paper in my hands..

My heart thudded in my chest as I opened that paper... The Heading was To Ayanna Perkins with Love...

I opened that letter and started reading that. There , she confessed all those things that she never apprised me. Her full name was Ariana Fresa Resea.. She was also bullied by some boys at the headquarters.. But she never told me ? I think that she got into depression and did a suicide.. But no , Arianna was a strong-hearted girl.. She would never do suicide on just a teasing of a mere group of people..

I completed reading that letter after a few minutes. I couldn't believe that Arianna hid some of her secrets from me.. I mean we were best friends and best friends usually don't keep a lot of secrets..

After observing all the things in her room , I walked out of the room with a photo of me and Ariana at the beach. I requested her mom that could I take this photo along. She agreed with some pain in her heart..

I quickly took that photo from Mrs. Resea's hand and ran out of the home.. I couldn't bear that pain.. Now , I hated Ariana. How could she hide so many secrets from me ? Did she think that I wasn't reliable and trustworthy?

After walking some distance , I reached the Hotel.. Walking to my room with Ariana's photo wasn't easy for me as all those questions were brawling in my head..

I walked in my room and shut the door close.. I placed the photo frame on my side table and sat down on the bed , my head snuggled to my legs and my hands over them.. All the time , one person was coming in my thoughts , and that was the wicked Ariana.. Why I even remember her when she didn't give a damn about me?

Till that , the waiter arrived with my dinner.. I took that tray and gestured him to move.. I ate some bites of sandwiches and a morsel of a sweet candy.. After that my tummy was full. But as I wiped my mouth with the handkerchief , my phone opened and the picture of me and Ariana popped in front of me.. I shut the phone and placed it on the chair and tried to sleep..

But the memories of Ariana haunted me the whole night.. It was really horrifying to sleep at that moment.. So I decided to walk for some while..
The cold air of the night wrapped up my cheeks and I felt much better.. I sat on a chair for a rest but slept there only..

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I was awakened by the chirping of little robins.. I got up and freshened myself. Today also , there was an off at the headquarters so I decided to go to the park instead...

I packed my little haversack and set out for the park.. I didn't talk to Carson in the last few days.. So I messaged him about myself and pouted out the whole story in the text.. He knew Ariana Resea since two years and they did high school together...

But was it fair for a friend to hurt the second friend by being more secretive? Although they were only secrets , but they meant like artefacts to archaeologists for me.. I thought that Ariana just made me a friend to just use me.......

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So guys , how was this chapter ?

Ariana's memories are surely haunting Ayanna..

But do you really think Ariana just used her friendship?

Meet you in the next chapter

Hugs and Love
Issac
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