When The Sky Falls - Book 2 - N. Y. (love novels in english .txt) 📗

she always smells like cherry blossoms since she hasn’t had any performances in a while.

 

 

Jacob and I left our separate ways to work.

 

And the whole time I was driving, I thought about Marybella.

 

She seems to be on my mind no matter what, maybe it's because I care too much about her.

 

 

When I got to the parking lot building, I saw only Rikki’s car.

 

But I didn’t see Marybella’s car.

 

 

I think she's either home or she’s doing something.

 

I was worried sick about her all day yesterday and this morning.

 

 

"Guess Marybella’s not here today huh, Elle?" Rikki said, as she approached me at the window of my car.

 

 

I never really worried much all day, because the my New York apartment is just around the block and down the street.

 

But I spent most of time at working and writing up my speech. Bossing around Sara helped too, she happened to be sick for 2 days.

 

She coughed and sniffs her nose most of the time.

 

 

Lauren says Sara won’t be able to attend the award show if she’s sick.

 

Too many germs to be spread, and she'll interuppt the giving speech.

 

 

"Come on, Lauren i’m fine and I can attend the award show." Sara says, in a stuffy nose voice.

 

"Sorry, I can’t have you spreading germs around here if you're sick."

 

 

Lauren handed me her copy of her speech.

 

"But, I can Lauren!" Sara fought back.

 

"Nope, not another word. Walker." Lauren said turning towards me.

 

 

"Elle can you take Sara to the nearest store and get her some dayquil or something to help her get better faster."

 

I nod my head, hesitating at first.

 

Sara looks over to me,Lauren takes out her wallet and hands me $15.

 

 

"It's on me, spend the money wisely and i’ll see ya back here by lunch time."

 

 

Lauren smiles and walks off to the design department to talk with Vanessa.Who’s gonna announce the nominees or announce the awards.

 

I had to admit, between the possible fight Vanessa and Lauren might have over the award show.

 

I guarantee, Lauren might win at the award announcer.

 

 

I looked to Sara after Lauren walked away with Vanessa to her office.

 

Sara sinks in her chair when she looks up to me.

 

"Come on Sara, let's go." I say.

 

 

She gets up out of her chair and shuffles over to me.

 

 

We both walked out of the writers and design building.

 

We took my car, since Sara explained on the way to the parking lot that she rode the bus to work everyday. She currently lives at the AUX hotel, where Alex is too.

 

And she's keeping a close eye.

 

 

We drove by to the nearest store, which was four blocks away.

 

Sara doesn’t trust big named stores like. It scares her, because of the prices.

 

 

I pulled up to the drug store and Sara got out of the car nervously.

 

I pulled Sara behind me when we went inside. I asked the store cashier where the medicine aisle was, as Sara looked around.

 

 

"Come on Sara, follow me." I said.

 

I pointed to the baskets and Sara grabbed one.

 

I grabbed her hand and led her to the cough and cold medicine aisle.

 

 

After a minute of searching, I spotted Sara walking out of the aisle towards the cold drinks.

 

I watched and trailed behind her when I finally grabbed a cough medicine that might be good for her.

 

 

I watched carefully, as she grabbed a small bottle of ginger ale from the freezer.

 

Then, she went the cookie and cracker aisle and picked up saltines.

 

 

I didn’t think about why she was getting those things as I went to the tissue aisle and picked up some.

 

I was ready to check out with all the things, in the small basket.

 

I carried it to the cashier, as Sara trailed ahead me.

 

 

I saw the cashier give Sara a non-see through bag with something inside, it had a small box shape to it.

 

"Ready!" I said coming up behind Sara.

 

 

She steps to the side scared and breaths heavily.

 

"Did I scare you?" I asked.

 

 

She nods her head smiling and laughs nervously.

 

I handed the cashier the cough medicine and tissue box from the basket.

 

Sara looked at me hand the cashier the items.

 

 

I always assumed the Sara was one of those people who don’t play around when people scare her, especially since she laughs nervously afterwards.

 

I cashier gave me the change and Sara’s medicine in a small plastic bag.

 

 

Sara grabbed the bag nervously as I handed it to her.

 

She struggles to grab both plastic bags in her hand. One with her cough medicine and tissues, and one with whatever she had.

 

 

I suspected not many people go to the store and buy ginger ale and saltine crackers when their sick, but I think Sara isn’t sick at all.

 

As we walk back to my car, I figured now was the perfect time to ask before I unlock the doors.

 

"Hey Sara?" I asked.

 

"Yeah?" she reponded.

 

"Are you, pregnant?"

 

 

She looked atonished, furiously. But kept her sense of attitude under control.

 

"No, why would you ask me that Elle. I'm totally fine, why would you ask if i'm pregnant? I'm single." she said nervously.

 

 

"People who are single can still be pregnant, i'm just asking since you picked out saltine crackers and ginger ale. Which is a common thing for pregnant women to do." I said.

 

 

"No! I don’t know. Maybe?" she replied.

 

"You don’t know?" I say.

 

I put my hands in the air. 

 

"Come on Sara, this is no time to smile while you think you're pregnant."

 

 

Sara silently gets into the passenger seat.

 

We didn’t talk on the ride back to FARELLE, since I found out Sara might actually be pregnant.

 

 

Sara rushed towards the restroom, when we entered the writers and design building.

 

I followed after her, ignoring anyone who wanted to talk to me.

 

Sara ran to the restroom so fast,i had to trot along to keep up with her.

 

 

I panted while searching for Sara when i reached the girls restroom and went inside.

 

I looked under the toilet stalls to see if I could find the shoes Sara was wearing.

 

 

I found her, just when I was about to bang on the stall. She came out knocking the stall door in my face.

 

I fell back, to the ground.

 

I looked up at Sara and signaled her to help me,  but all she did was look at me then look back at her pregnancy test.

 

 

Sara swinged the door and I bumped my head on the stall and felt pain rush to my forehead.

 

A second later, I got up looking in the mirror and feeling a small bump on my forehead.

 

"Hey, Sara!" I yelled out to get her attention.

 

 

She turned from her pregnancy test, as if she was disrupted from good new.

 

"Yeah?"

 

I gave her a look.

 

"Thanks for hitting me on the forehead and making one of my flaws or I should say one of my pimples, noticeable."

 

 

Sara smiled, as if it would make me feel more sorry for her. But it didn’t.

 

Instead, I gave her the death stare.

 

She turned back to her results, she gave it to me and I held it with tissue paper from one of the stalls.

 

 

I read the results and saw the look on Sara's face, looking at me and the test.

 

I rolled my eyes and looked at the test.

 

"You're not pregnant." I said.

 

Sara replied. "What?"

 

 

She looked again at the test, and read the pregnancy test box.

 

"So, i’m not pregnant." she asked. 

 

"Yeah, you're not." I replied.

 

 

She smiled and jumped up for joy.

 

"Are you glad? Because now you have to get back to work, if you're feeling better."

 

I looked to see her still jumping for joy.

 

"Are you still even sick?" I asked softly.

 

 

Sara smiled and that quickly went away, when I pointed towards the exit door in the girls restroom.

 

I marched her back to her desk and she began working on her intern speech, last minute.

 

While we were getting ready for the award show after tomorrow.

 

 

Lauren asked how Sara was doing.

 

"Turns out she’s okay, she just felt a little sick in the stomach. But it’s all better now, she’s working on her speech, last minute."

 

 

Lauren smiled, then turned to Sara. Leaning over her desk.

 

"Well I hope you're feeling better, and get well soon." she said.

 

 

Lauren turns towards me with an apologetic expression, then turns back to Sara.

 

"Have a nice speech to say at the award show, i'm counting on you."

 

Lauren then walks away to her office.

 

 

I could feel the upset look Sara had on her face, as I turned from facing her back to my computer screen.

 

I spent the whole day at work running around and making suggestions for the award show.

 

 

I heard from the announcement, that Vanessa and Lauren gave earlier that they were gonna change up the scene for the photoshoot area into a big stage.

 

I couldn’t wait for tomorrow.

 

I get to see my dress for the award show with Rikki and Marybella.

 

 

I spent most of my time during lunch eating at my desk, receiving calls and talking with Marybella.

 

Turned out, i’m her new muse. And we’ve been talking so much, I literally can’t stop thinking about calling her up every single minute of the day.

 

 

It was nice to know that Marybella was talking again and coming clean about what she was feeling during this time.

 

 

I went over back to my apartment to hang out with Marybella and I decided to stay for more than an hour like usual.

 

Jacob agreed to the idea of me coming home late.

 

Marybella opened the door when I got off the elevator, before I even made it to the door.

 

 

Marybella smiled as I walked over to the apartment. I stopped by to get chinese for takeout.

 

 

"So...how have you been since I last called you from work?"

 

She replied taking out a bowl of white rice from the takeout bag.

 

"Good, I wanted to call you back about what happened on that cake stake show when they designed a huge cake with fondant, but I realized after 2:30 you were already having a meet up with someone after work and decided to wait till you came by the apartment to tell you."

 

I smiled.

 

"Oh, come on. You could have waited till I got my food in my hands to tell me what happened on Cake Stake?"

 

Marybella laughed and turned on the tv, while she slurped on her vegetable noodle soup that I ordered.

 

 

"Oh my god, have you heard about Vanessa’s big secret yet." I said suddenly.

 

Marybella handed me a water bottle, she was already on the couch.

 

"No." she replied taking a sip from her soup.

 

 

"Well I heard that she was secretly meeting up with someone after work and it might seem like a love life going on or at least a secret relationship." I said.

 

I shook my head.

 

"Mmmm, not possible. Vanessa’s more dedicated to her work, than someone else in her interest."

 

 

Marybella just shook her head afterwards. We laughed and talked for the rest of the afternoon.

 

Before I headed home, Marybella offered me some cake she made earlier today that was an old Russian recipe.

 

"I wanted you and Jacob to try it because I want to introduce it to the judges tomorrow at FARELLE when I come back. I want to enter myself into the cake race for the award show on Saturday, because the best cake that the judges choose tomorrow will be served during the show and my secret baking chef life will be out."

 

 I smiled as she hands me the cake.

 

"Thanks Marybella, it’s nice to know you're getting into things. I never knew you would be involved."

 

I left the apartment.

 

 

I went to sleep that night thinking that everything’s gonna be okay, as long as me and Marybella keep talking.

 

But first, I have to get Mark to talk with Marybella again so their relationship isn’t in a box anymore.

 

 

A lot has happened these past few days and I can’t wait till the award show.