Defeated, I failed to find that diary.
But… I remember that it was here just a while ago. Ahhh, if not for that Gavin… this is all his fault! I walked slightly stumping my steps wanting to release my anger. I feel bad for not finding that diary. While on my way to where my room is, I halted when I saw the chained room.
Curiosity creeps inside me.
Who would have their door visibly chained? What the hell is in there? It’s not something dangerous, is it? Maybe I can sneak there if I have a chance. That is what I thought but… it would be more scary if I did find something weird on it.
I sometimes watch movies like when the protagonist finds a mysterious room inside the killer’s house and ends up having tons of dead bodies in it. Oh, I remember one manhwa about a killer who likes to peel onions so that the smell of the blood will not reek off him. He liked his neighbor who is a newspaper writer, he invited him for dinner but ended up discovering a room full of dead bodies. It was an amazing story actually. Hah, I now wonder if his library has some stories like that.My gaze again landed on the door.
This is creeping me out.
For some reason, I feel quite scared and excited about that door.
“Wait… where am I anyway?”
I whispered after noticing I’d been walking for a while now and my feet are starting to hurt. I never really like walking or any physical activities. I even failed my P.E during high school since I never participate in activities.
Only if I have my roller skate-
AH! I forgot to mention my wish to Gavin… I should have said this after singing for him but…. Ah… if only he didn't do that.
I pouted my lips. Roller skating shoes… Walking like this made my energy drain. It’s not that I have low stamina, it’s just that… I hate using energy.
After walking for God-knows-how long, I somehow saw a door. It’s not sus so I didn’t think twice to open it welcoming the scent of dry leaves and cold breeze.
“Now what?”
I mumbled under my breath but stopped my track seeing the scenery in front.
A dead garden? Ah… this is what I saw in the window a while ago.I slowly step my foot forward, one after another, I took my time to observe the place. It’s giving me mixed feelings.I can't help but remember the image of my Mom. We used to play in the garden, having picnics and laughing while making horrible flower crowns. Even though she always liked flowers and all, unfortunately, I don’t have that kind of green hands like her. Plants and I aren’t compatible but…“Should I ask Gavin?”
It is not that… I… missed her. She left me.
Looking in the garden. I can't help but feel something weird. It's like… something in me is unhappy about what I am seeing.
This garden is already a mess. It will not hurt to try to plant again, right? I don’t have anything to do in this house anyway, still, I can’t imagine myself walking long to get here and there unless I am on my roller skates.
I stop looking around and focus my attention on the sound of crushing dry leaves every walk the person makes.
Who was that...
“My Lady! I’ve been looking all over the place for you.”
It was a maid. Well, It’s not that I’m expecting someone else.
I looked at my wristwatch and realized that I’d been walking for hours not knowing where is where. I should probably request a map for the sake of my feet’s well-being."My lady, follow me this way"
I followed the maid back inside, suddenly hearing my stomach growl. I think I walked too much. I’m hungry.
The maid looked at me. She then smiles. I think she heard my stomach’s demand… Shameful, how funny of me. I didn’t realize we got here until she stopped. She moved her hands gracefully towards the dining table with a slight bow. I look at her with my stoic face while passing. She is good at this. How… admirable. Well, don’t get me wrong. She’s not my type.I kinda think I looked weird while staying calm despite being hungry.I sat in the seat that I used when we had breakfast. The food on the table was quite fancy and plenty. I look at the other seat that is very far away from mine. He is not here. It’s not that I’m disappointed that he’s not waiting nor he is making me wait.
Still…Where is he anyway? What’s taking him so long? What if he decided not to eat because of what happened a while ago? Still, he doesn’t actually look like someone who skips his meal, like, look at his body!
Gavin has such a nice well-built body, a flawless face, and tha-Wait, what?.I stop thinking for a while and realize that I was talking about how great Gavin’s physical appearance is. Well, It’s the truth anyway and…“Why would I care about him anyway?”I mumbled but it was heard by the head maid who was talking to the butler a while ago.“My Lady, is the food not your liking?”I was hesitant whether I should answer her but then I just shook my head before I started picking the foods I wanna eat.
The head maid smiled. I can see it in the corner of my eyes. I wonder if it is an etiquette for a maid to do that.
“The Master asked us to prepare the best of the best dishes we can offer. So eat to your heart's content.”“Hmm”While eating, I asked a few questions like ‘why is this house so big?’ ‘Don't she find it tiring walking around?’ and ‘Isn’t Gavin weird?’ though the last question was a joke, I didn't finish the words by the way. Since I can't probably say that their boss is weird. Well, thanks to my usual facial expression, she took it seriously by answering
“If you think he is, then he is, my lady.”
I nearly choked on my food as she said those words. She gives me a glass of water.
"Are you alright my lady?"
I smiled fakely. So even his employees think of him as weird. Pfft, I want to laugh. This is so funny!
"Do you need anything else? My lady?"
I shook my head and continue to listen to the head maid’s history 101 about the house and Gavin’s ancestors. It was quite interesting but boring. JUST HOW DEVOTED IS SHE TO THIS MORGAN FAMILY?! She told me almost everything except the reason why there is only me and him in this huge house.
“Where are Gavin's Parents, Does he have siblings? Mrs. Head maid?”
I asked while I put down my utensils and wiped my mouth with a napkin.
Now, I just need to wait for my desert.
I sighed contently but looked at Mrs. Head maid who’s not talking for a while. She was about to speak when the door of the dining room spit out the weirdest person in town- no, what was I saying? I am f*cking grateful that he has no ability to read my mind. If so…I'm doomed.
And yeah, Gavin entered the dining room making the maids and the head maid bow their heads. What is he? Some… president or what? The head maid went back to the side where she was at in the beginning.
Gavin was wearing a majestic robe with his hair still wet. I can't smell him but the room was filled with mint shampoo. The only reason I have to conclude is that… he brought that scent here. Well, It’s obvious that he took a bath before going there but it is unfair to look like that!It is not that this is his house but, can he act as if a lady is in this room??
I mentally face palmed as I look at him with a stoic expression like I was never affected by his glorious sight, I mean yeah whatever. He has a pretty damn face after all.
I looked away from him and acted as nothing happened.
I was about to take a bite in the dessert that they bring when the man beside me, who was silently eating, talked and shockingly asked me a question that I never expected to hear.
“Are you missing your family? Your home?”
“My Family?” I was stunned at his unexpected question. Seriously, did he forget that I don’t regard my father and that Mirranda b*tch as my parents? What family is he saying? Is he an idiot or what? Besides... Are they even qualified to be called a ‘Family’? Especially those mother-daughter b*tch duo who made my life miserable? They started talking down on me. Thinking that they could hurt my feelings. ‘Pathetic. You can’t even do this much?’ ‘Maybe that’s why your mother left you’ ‘What a nuisance’ ‘Why don’t you just die? At least you’ll do something right for once’ Stupid bird brains thought that will hurt me. It didn’t even scratch my heart. They just made it into my nerves and annoyed the hell out of me. Of course, it didn’t stop there. My lovely sister, who was loved by all, acted all pitiful once I fought back. She actually looked stupid than pitiful to me.
I was confused and interested at the same time. Gavin ordered the maids to clean the table and bring out a bottle of wine and some snacks. I waited for him to talk more about this deal he was talking about. He stood up, receiving the bottle of wine and a cart with snacks. He asked them to leave us. “So, you really don’t have a family?” I looked at him as he opened the wine bottle, asking the same question. Why is he asking that so many times? Is he making fun of me? Or… Ah Is he trying to lighten the mood? Because of what happened a while ago? The- The kiss? Oh... I started to smile. &
After a long ride full of thoughts about Gavin being sick, I ended up scolding myself for thinking about him too much. Now, we’re just waiting for our turn to get out. “Don’t be nervous and relax.” He said while fixing his tie. “Well, there is nothing to be nervous about, right?” “Sure. Just be ready to get on stage.” “What? Why?” I asked. He gave me his handsome smile. “Well tonight, my dear, our love will be announced officially. The world will know about the existence of Mrs. Morgan" Huh?! I was about to ask what he was talking about when the door of our car opened and the next thing I knew was that I was being escorted by Gavin inside the event hall. As soon as we entered, most of their attention went to us and I can't help but feel like my knees will soon break down. I didn't know that Gavin it. Well... yes, he do notice it since he was walking beside me. "I thought I told
“Don’t look.” I was shocked when the person covered my eyes and asked me not to look. Right now, I wasn't sure of what to feel. I heard something crashing. A glass falling and shattering apart. Now, it makes me wonder what it is. Still, how weird of me to not be afraid about this person covering my eyes. I wonder why my body just let him. Is he someone familiar? I can hear people’s gasp and ladies’ screams as if they saw something terrifying. Is this person trying to cover my eyes so that I won’t see it? “How awful!” “Who on the earth is that guy?!” “Oh my god!” "Blood!" And yes, some even shouted blood. Is it that brutal? Was it a crime? Did this person really cover my eyes so I won’t see it? How considerate but…. It was somehow familiar. This pattern... this way of covering my eyes... I can't help but remember him
“Are you… Are you Jordan Dein?” I asked. But seconds passed, I didn’t hear a single reply. Am I wrong? There are many possibilities anyway. It may be some random stranger who wanted to protect my mind. But if so, why me of all people, right? Only few people knew about my past trauma and the what if’s making me confused. Maybe it is because I am wishing that it’s him. Damn... It is not that... Well... it’s not that I’m expecting, but still... I would be really shock if he is still alive. Indeed, I do have a grudge about him. I... hate him for leaving me. I hate him for idolizing my mom to much that the very moment she is gone... he did the same. I miss him, of course. I wanna see him, for sure. I really want to see him and punch him in the face for breaking our promises. But... I already know and accept the fact that there is still a long way for that to happen.
W-Wha... I stopped what I am thinking as I realize what Gavin said. Luckily, my face was covered with Gavin's broad shoulder. My eyes widened as I felt something in my stomach. I felt hot all of the sudden and felt my cheeks flush. What the.. Is he being sincere? I didn't know he's this sweet. Hehe. I smiled while inhaling his mint- wait what? What am I doing? Of course it's an act! What the hell Maddison? I mentally facepalm. Why am I getting carried away? So stupid. Shit I calm myself before breaking the hug. My hands went to his shoulders, trying to break free but... "Ah." I froze when Gavin moaned. What? Huh? What was that? The smell that I've been wondering for a long while turns more stronger. As I retreated, I saw my hands stained with blood. Looking terrified, I look at Gavin then his shoulders. "Oh my... Gavin, are you okay?" I fo
The private room they gave us was one of their hotel suites. I didn’t know it was a hotel in the first place. The room consists of one bathroom, a closet, a dining area, a balcony and a bedroom that also have a TV and… one big bed. This place... is so small. I am surprised with my reaction and thoughts because... it seems to be not me. Still, it is so... small compared to Gavin's house. Although, if you compare it with my room back then, maybe this place would be such a luxury if I may say. Well then... Nevermind that. We’re not sleeping here anyway. I looked away from the bed and ended up looking at Gavin’s glorious back. Wait... what?? With my realization, I immediately look away, still... there’s so much blood rolling down on his back. “Please lock the door.” He said before going inside the bathroom. I sighed and just did what he said. I locked the door and sat on the sofa beside the balcony’s door. Guilt
I got up for a moment and washed my hands in the bathroom. For some reason, I don’t feel uncomfortable with only me and Gavin in this room. Surely it isn't because I’ve been in the same house with him for a day now? That's pretty impossible. Still, I wonder why... maybe because he is weird? Oh... maybe that is why. After cleaning my hands, I went straight to the bed. I’m feeling a bit dizzy for some reason. I lay there but my eyes stayed at Gavin’s body. I have to admit, even with those scars, Gavin’s body is such a sight. In fact, those scars looks so eye catching, if I may say. I wonder if he earned it because of fighting? Hmm... still, even with those scars... he sounds in pain. That is weird. I unconsciously pout my lips. Look at him acting so brave... “F*ck.” I heard Gavin cursed. I rolled my eyes, such a stubborn man. I closed my eyes but I can still see Gavin’s wound in my mind. I remember Mano