His Addiction

chapter 12: Impossible Promises

It was the same process as before. Daniel and I sat to share a beautifully prepared yet silent breakfast and he soon left afterwards for work. Only one thing was different, not one word nor syllable was exchanged.

When Daniel got home I made sure to rush into my room and pretend I was fast asleep. He'd come and open the door to check on me and would sigh when he'd see that I was asleep. Dinner wasn't a problem since the staff was very willing. They prepared it a little earlier due to my request. I'd eaten and nestled in my room until I heard the something that indicated the presence of Daniel in the house.

Guilt ate me from inside out. It was a very common feeling, guilt, but it was also a very upsetting one. I was just too humiliated to actually socialize with him. I felt like a coward, my lack of confidence and courage was slowly dragging me down and by the time I realized that, I would be too far under to pull myself back up.

Four days had passed by, the same events going down. It was now a nice Friday afternoon. Daniel had went off to work and I was basking under the hot rays of the glowing sun, within the walls of my room, through my window.

It was a pleasant day but it didn't feel like it. I was alone and highly unentertained. The house was huge and most of the staff were busy. It was lonely without Daniel and I soon found myself missing him, even if it was my doing that we weren't necessarily interacting a lot or much less, at all.

My eyes closed as I felt the sun warm the skin on my cheeks and chest as I stood in front of the paneled window. Taking a deep breath I opened the window and peered out, it was quite the suprise when I noticed the green scenery. Sticking my head out the window, I breathed in the smell of herbs and trees.

Memories of my mother and I gardening when I was younger rushed into my head. My seven year old self playing princess and bride with the roses and flower crowns my mother and I had picked and put together. Water gun fights and beautiful aragments of flowers were both factored into my head as I recalled the fun events of my childhood.

The memories brought a small sad smile on my face. I'd missed my mother and it wasn't often I thought of good memories between the two of us.

Sighing, I closed the window and made my way to the shower. After showering and scrubbing down my body, I put on a light pink halter shirt and a pair of jeans matched with nude ballet flats. I stepped out the room and made my way downstairs, making my way to the dinning table for breakfast. As I sat down one of the staff members hurried over.

"Mr. Morello will sadly not be with you during breakfast, miss." She said as she approached me. My eyebrows furrowed with confusion.

"And why might that be? He usually goes off to work about a good.." I trailed off as I glanced up at the clock resting of one of the walls. "Thirty minutes."

"I'm sorry miss but it appears that he'd left at about five." She said eyes wide.

"No, don't apologize. It's not your fault that I wasn't made aware of when Daniel was to set of for work today." She nodded and went to turn away but I'd grabbed her forearm before she left. "And please no formalities. Call me dite, if you don't mind."

"Ok, dite." She said and went of to fetch my breakfast.

After eating a nice warm meal of sausages and french toast, I'd wandered around the house looking for something to distract me from the impending questions of Daniel's rush to work or absence to his house.

I went up the stairs and from their wandered through the vacant halls of Daniel's room and many other one for guests. I went through and looked through room and room until I'd stumbled across the room of Daniel's office.