“I thought about how there are two types of secrets: the kind you want to keep in, and the kind you don't dare to let out.”
― Ally Carter, Don't Judge a Girl by Her Cover
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Secrets almost spilling out leaves us with nothing but fear and shock. Panick is the next feeling that takes over the person and so, I panicked. They.. no one were supposed to know. I grabbed the letters and other letters and shoved them hurriedly into the box and slid them behind the pillows of my bed. The concealment was of no use of course... They already saw everything. Now, I’m sure they could hear the rapid thumping of my dear anxious heart. I glanced at them for a split second. They stood motionless as the not-so-silent tears continues to roll down her cheeks
"Ellie, are you ok?" The familiar voice said. No, of course I’m not okay. Do, I look okay to you?
He walked forward, to where the light shines on his facial features perfectly. Concern was etched all over his face.
I nodded my head. “Yea! What? Of course I’m fine! Nothing to worry about...n-nothing,” I lied through the fake smile I had plastered on my face. I’m sure they could see right through that smile, if you could even call it a smile.
He simply cocked his eyebrow. What? Stupid answer for stupid question. I looked down and fiddled with my fingers. As I do so, tears continue rolling down like a never ending flow of water. You know what? Maybe it is.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Silence engulfed us the two stared at me while I stared at my fingers.
“Well? Tell us what’s wrong! It can’t be nothing El!” He broke the silence, slightly agitated.
I said nothing. Stupid I know... Still I said nothing. I looked up from my fingers and met his gorgeous eyes. I blinked. Should I or should I not?
The other one, who had been standing at the doorway watching the scene unfold before him, moved. He walked past Zayn and sat down, right at my feet. I switched my gaze from Zayn to Louis. I sighed.
“Some things are just...personal...” I mumbled, shifting my focus back to my fingers.
"EllieBear...We just, we just want to help you!" Louis added, taking my cold hands in his warm, comforting ones. Help? I don’t need help! I probably need personal space... Not help!
"I...I don’t need h-help." I hiccuped out. I do trust them. I DO. They were great... Wonderful friends! But this is something personal which I’m not ready to tell my friends of what.. 3 day? They would think I’m a mental teenager. One who would need help. Then again. They could support me and lend me a shoulder to cry on...
“Well,” he paused, and looked at Zayn. Meeting my gaze again, he sighed. “When you asked me to be your brother Ellie, I thought you trusted me... and the other lads. I-i I guess not.” He sighed. He leaned over and wiped the last few tears leaking from my eyes. He looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes filled with sadness. I turned to look at Zayn as he sat on the bed, inches away from me. His beautiful big hazel eyes stared back at me with the same sadness. Why oh why were these two making it so hard for me!?
As a minute passed with complete silence, I mentally argued with myself, on whether I should or shouldn’t spill the beans.
The cons: They might think I am emotionally damaged girl. They might leave me and find cooler friends. Ones who won’t cry. I don’t think I wan- scratch that - I definitely do not want to lose the boys who made my 18th Birthday phenomenal.
The Pros: We won’t have any secrets between us. We will be super close. They’ll stay by me and support me. They cheer me up when I feel like becoming a waterfall. They’ll make me smile and laugh even though I am truly sad inside. They’ll bring out the old me. The one who was bright and cheerful with no worries in the world.
As I had the silent argument, I knew for a fact that the pros weighed the cons down. As I made my decision, I noticed them standing up to leave. What? They can’t leave now!
I frantically reached forward and guess what? I fell off the bed. On my face. I think my nose is broken. “Ouch.. That hurt!” I whined rubbing my head. Zayn and Louis turned to stare at me, amusement dancing in their eyes.Hmmm...What happened to wanting to help my eh? After rubbing my sore nose, and mouth, and chin, and forehead, I grabbed their retreating figures by the hands and pulled them towards me.
“Well then, besties, let me spill my life story to you... just after I get myself an ice-pack.” I smiled. They smirked. Wonderful friends I have. Really. *insert eye rolls*
As we settled down on my queen-sized bed, I pulled out the box. I set it in the middle of our triangle. I clutched the ice-pack against my face for a few seconds before setting it aside. I looked at the boys and notice Lou’s cheeky hand inching its way towards the box. I swatted it away glaring at him.
“Geez sorry!” he mumbled.
“So, since I’m spilling my life story here, you..and you, must promise not to tell anyone. No one!” I said with such authority, pointing at each of them to add the dramatic effect.
"Pinky promise." They chorused as they each got one of my pinkies and pinky promised. I took a deep breathe. Can’t believe I’m telling two other people about this!
"Trust us. We will never tell." Louis reassured me, patting my hands.
I fished out the first letter and read it to myself. Fresh tears threatened to spill. I bit my lip as I handed over to them. I watched closely, as emotions swimmed past their eyes as they read through the letter.
“This is sad.” Louis said. Zayn smacked him at the back of his head and gave him a glare. “Oh.. I mean, I’m really sorry Ellie.”
“What else is there?” Zayn asked. I grabbed the other letters and placed them neatly in front of us, arranged neatly according to the year. I took out a smaller box where I kept all the charms my dad had given me with each letter. I took out the various charms and place them with each letter.
"In every letter, he gives me a charm to add to this beautiful bracelet." I smiled. I really loved the bracelet. It was awe-striking.
“They’re beautiful... He has an eye for beauty!” Zayn said, glancing at the various charms. I nodded.
“In the last message though, he says there’s a message? Something that will tell me what to do...” I mumbled.
“Ooooh! Cool. A hidden message..” Louis screamed in excitement. Zayn thumped him again.
“What? Oh I mean.. We will help you figure it out Ellie.” Lou said scratching his head. Wow. I wonder how he is at a sad occasion like a funeral. Probably jumping around happily.
“Only my father will think of something like this. He is afterall, a known detective.” I grinned, proud. Flashbacks of our happy moments swimmed across my eyes. I miss him. I missed his hugs. I missed his goodnight kisses. I miss everything about him. Here comes the tears.
“I-in the l-last le-letter he wrote a poem..Which I can’t quite get...” I choked out.
"And it makes no sense to me..." Louis chuckled. I glared at him. Zayn just slapped him. You go Zayn! One more slap! I was mentally cheering. Louis pouted. If it weren’t for that-that face, I would have hi-fived him, in the face, with a trucking wooden table. Or maybe I should just kick him out via the window! Perfectto.
He cleared his throat. “Well then, let's figure that exciting hidden message your father left us!” Lou cheered.
Time for a lot of brainstorming.
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Hey guys! So I uploaded this after a long time. I hope you like it. We had been really busy over the past few weeks with exams. It was our first year in secondary school and the stuff has been really different! Well, we have been coping well! We kind of did quite good. XD
Back to the story... So I know this is short. It's kind of a filler. We will definately upload the next chapter in the coming days. I really hope you will like it. I know you guys hate cliffhangers and I do not like to keep them that much but I wanted to question you guys!!
So, comment how you feel about the chapter below. What will the hidden message be and what do you think the peom will be? Do you think the bracelet has a meaning? The charms? How would a family be? Dead or alive? What about her father? What does he want to tell her in the last letter?
Hope you guys have a great day like I did!!
Good luck for the holidays!!
Love you all,
R
Yesh. I still say it. Hakuna Matata!
(Btw, has anyone watched Pitch Perfect. I know I'm late.)
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