{People say 'Tongue is our worst enemy', maybe it is, but the words we think of is first created by our mind and then spilled off but sometimes they accumulate in our mind and find no way out, the happy thoughts deteriorate giving a way for negativity to fil our mind and make us doubtful, doubtful about every decision, even if its about past, present or future}
The faded brown thing I held in my hand, it bought goosebumps on my back. Often I used to watch horror movies and most of the time the dairy revealed secrets. Dark secrets.
The horror genre had drained me to an extent that I was thinking all the unrealistic things. My mind was wandering through many things, mostly illogical. Cold wind touched my shoulder and I felt a sudden cold altering me. The diary itself had some cold negative vibes with it.
"So when are you gonna' open it? " Rachael's whisper shouted in my ear evading the silence in the hallroom.
"Soon" I said, my gaze unfaltering from the book. It was obvios that I wanted to be alone.
"Pearl" , Shawn murmured thoughtfully, " Maybe we should just leave, it has been quite a day for you, go to bed, read the diary afterwards...."
"Shawn mahn, why are you treating me like a baby , I'm just fine" I responded cutting him off. Little did I know that I was everything but fine.
"I know you are" Shawn said sarcastically. he smiled and patted my cheeks lightly.
Rachel hugged and waved goodbye. They both were on their way towards the door when I shouted back "Hey, wait ". I took my purse and handed few dollars in Shawn's hand. "Here take it, you two have fun in pizzeria"
"Not without you" , Shawn replied sadly.
"When you have Rachael, why do you need me? She's my other half Shawn and on other hand if you two just know each other well than I can atleast expect a comfortable conversation in future rather than that awkward ones" I blurted out. Rachael stared at me in disbelief. Shawn nodded. His cheeks were slight red.
They both left leaving me in an uncomfortable coldness that surrounded the whole house.
Hell yeah!! Finally they will spend time together. My mind is simply genius, I thought to myself, feeling proud. I can't fix a love date but I can definately fix a 'force date' (both going together forcefully)
I took my cell and texted her 'thanks me later '. Obviously I needed credit and now on other hand she owes me one. Atleast something gave me a break from my thoughts, even though it was for a while. Deep in the furthest recesses of my mind, I knew, although I was not able to admit it to myself, that my mind was continuously swaying towards the diary and what revolved around it. Curiosity began to bug my head adding a strange cold aroma which made my head ache.
I took the diary along with me to my room and shoved it beneath the pile of books. I made myself comfortable by covering my whole body within the rug and sleeping in complete darkness that surrounded me. My eye lids were closed shut when thoughts haunted me about my own family. The thought continued to evade my mind like deadly storms.
"If not now, than never " I whispered, it was more like a murmur. I got up and went straight to my messy table. I removed the diary from the pile. "Now I'm going to open you and you are giving me all my answers, did u get that clear." I whispered, eyeing the diary as if it was a human being. I sounded like a blood thirsty vampire.
'Ding dong'
The bell ranged and the diary slipped from my hand and made its way towards the ground. "Who the fuck is this now!!!" I said to myself gloomily. I did not hesitate to pick up the diary. Laziness. That virus had infected me a long time ago.
I went through my hall way and reached my front door. I eyed through the peep hole. No one in sight. Mom will not come this early and Dad.. maybe dad's out their. I peeped again.. still no one. Did I hear a door bell or was my mind playing tricks on me? "Who's this?" I shouted, loud enough for the person to hear it on the other side of door.
No reply.
Silence.
'Ding dong'
Who is this motherfucker!! Finally I opened the door. My vision drifted and I saw Nathan in front of me, his eyes red with anger.
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