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

down." Vanessa said.

 

"We know everything Elle and we have since last month." Lauren finally says.

 

 

I was confused and furious at Lauren and Vanessa, for paying or torturing Alex to do their bids.

 

"Alex is my friend and you're torturing her to do things that she could do herself, do you know what she can do?!" I said, standing up.

 

 

This time Lauren didn't calm me down, instead she spoke again.

 

"We know well what she can do and what she did to Sara that night."

 

 

I was really mad now.

 

"What did Alex do to Sara and why? Sara woudn't do anything to hurt anyone, sure she may be my stalker, but you can't hurt her!"

 

"Why are you protecting her?" Lauren asks.

 

 

Her voice echoed in my head.

 

Sure Sara may be werid, but she's kind and I can see her as a true friend.

 

"She's human, just like us. She may have a reason and might stop if she confronts someone about it." I say.

 

"Listen Elle, Sara is the bad one. She's after you and what happens if she's in perfect condition or if she's focused on her second job, stalking you. She's gonna get too close and then she'll expose you in some way." Lauren said.

 

 

I was beginning to think that they're was right.

 

"Elle, Sara's not gonna stop stalking you unless she's distracted and tortured by someone else to keep her busy. So we need you to calm down." Vanessa said, getting closer to me too.

 

I felt her hand over mine, and I instantly calmed.

 

"Where is she now?" Vanessa asked, looking to the tv screen.

 

 

I took a moment to think, before saying anything wrong to upset them.

 

"She at home, she sprained her ankle the other day. I took her to the hospital, so she's gonna be on crutches for 2 weeks."

 

"Great!" Vanessa said.

 

"That gives you some time to rest and not think so much about her since her small disability will be in the way." Lauren says.

 

 

Lauren came up to me putting her hand on my shoulder.

 

"We're only protecting you from her and whatever person or company she's working for. So until then, is there something we should know about Sara so we can make sure she doesn't get back to stalking you?"

 

Vanessa looked over to me, while Lauren gave an honest, innocent look.

 

 

I knew they were concerned about me and it was my time to thank them once. For having my back.

 

I knew this was the right thing to do and telling them about Sara's life it was worth it.

 

"Yeah. She has a little boyfriend now and I think that might distract her enough for us to figure out who she's working for."

 

 

Vanessa and Lauren smiled at me.

 

I'm officially on the team.

 

 

"Glad you decided to join Elle, we need you." Vanessa says.

 

"Yeah." Lauren said.

 

"Wouldn't be right if you didn't." I replied.

 

 

I stood there for a moment, thinking over the past month Sara had been distracting me and it's gone too far now.

  

I went back my desk, after the conference.

 

Vanessa and Lauren explained that we'll meet up at Vanessa's place for a meeting.

 

And Alex would be there.

 

 

I missed the first 5 mintues of lunch because of Lauren and Vanessa, but I caught up with Marybella and Rikki.

 

Rikki got her food and Marybella, a vegatarian meal.

 

We sat down and ate and talked and caught up. Rikki left to work early, while Marybella and I walked back to FARELLE after lunch.

 

 

"I've been so nervous about my dad coming home since yesterday, I couldn't sleep and the thought of him seeing how i'm living, makes me want to cry." Marybella said, sipping her cold drink.

 

"Aren't you the one who brags to everyone at FARELLE, about your father being the best and spoiled you, your whole life?" I said.

 

"Yeah and still, till now. He's been sending me gifts from different countries, as he takes flights here and there, it's always been our thing." she replied.

 

 

"Wow, I can't wait to meet your dad, how long is he staying?" I said.

 

Marybella sipped her drink again then answered.

 

 

"Until after christmas, because then he's gotta go back home to check on my brothers."

 

"Wow, that's like almost 2 months Marybella." I replied.

 

 

"I know and I get to spend most of it with him," she said, smiling as we walked down the alley to the entrance.

 

 

When we got back in, we talked for a while till it was time to get back to work.

 

"Well, i'll see you after work to go and meet my father later on, bye Elle!" she said, walking to her office.

 

 

I got to work again and starting thinking about how i'm gonna decorate the house for fall season and for halloween.

 

Last minute.

 

I've been working late, so I don't get the time to decorate. Mainly because I stay back at my old New York apartment 2 blocks from FARELLE.

 

It's closer and convienent.

 

 

After work. I drove home and started decorating, killing the purple colored walls with a splash of orange and black.

 

I laid my costume out ready for work tomorrow.

 

After decorating, I had leftover supplies.

 

I decided to give them to Marybella, since this is another year of celebrating halloween without her family.

 

 

I grabbed a big bag full of candy and put the decoration supplies in a box.

 

I drove out to Marybella's house and saw a limo parked in the driveway.

 

 

"Now who would ride in a limo, to Marybella's house?"

 

I parked on the long side of the driveway and walked to the house.

 

The door was open. I went in easily and sat the box down on the kitchen table.

 

 

Just then, I saw Marybella and what appeared to be a tall older looking man. Who had brown hair, just like her's.

 

He wore a navy blue coat uniform, with medals and patched sewed stickers on it.

 

 

"Oh, Elle's here!" Marybella said, hugging me.

 

"Hey Marybella." I said.

 

"Elle, i'd like you to meet my father. Dad this is Elle, the person I told you about that helped me stop smoking."

 

 

The man smiled and his eyes squinted, which made his face crinkle around the cheeks.

 

And his mustache and beard moved upwards, with his face.

 

"Nice to meet you Elle, Bella told me all about you."

 

His voice was strong and boomed an echo, as he stepped closer to me.

 

 

"Well nice to meet you too, Marybella's dad." I said firmly shaking his hand.

 

His hands were big and strong.

 

 

"Please Elle, call me, Selvester Montoya Machistan."

 

I looked at him nervously.

 

Marybella stood there, smiling up at him.

 

 

"Or you can call me Steve, which is my nickname." he said.

 

 

We both laughed. He had a funny voice and with big confidence.

 

"Well Elle, now that you met my dad, time to decorate. Where's the extra decor supplies?" she asked excitedly.

 

"Here." I pointed to the box behind her.

 

 

"And I hope you don't mind, I work better when I eat candy corn." I said.

 

Marybella laughed and gather the supplies.

 

Steve and Marybella put together the decorations and it made the house look absolutely ghostful.

 

 

Seeing Steve and Marybella together, made me think about my father. And the time we spent together, when he told me that I was his daughter.

 

Back in Mumbai.

 

I miss him here and there, and hope that when we go to Rosewood, that we could have the same bond like Marybella and Steve.

 

 

Just then, the door opened and Mark appeared in the living room.

 

"Hey Elle." Mark said, pulling me into a hug.

 

"Nice to see you too Mark!" I yelled getting up from the ground.

 

 

"So who's in the living room with Marybella?" he asked.

 

"Marybella's father," I said, eating more candy corn.

 

 

"Oh, well this is a surprise." Mark said, taking off his coat.

 

Marybella looked over to Mark and ran up to him.

 

 

I walked back to the kitchen, to check for a water bottle.

 

Marybella jumped into Mark's arm and he hugged her.

 

"Hey baby, how are you?" I heard Mark say.

 

"I'm good come and meet my dad." she said, pulling Mark behind her.

 

 

Steve came out from the hallway and appeared in front of Marybella.

 

"Hello, Bella, who is this?" Steve asked, looking at Mark.

 

"Dad this is my boyfriend, Mark. He's the one I told you about."

 

 

Mark cleared his throat and threw a sarcastic smile.

 

"Well, Mark if you are the man of my daughter's dreams, nice to meet you." Steve said.

 

 

He shook Mark's hands, and it seemed like Steve stood 2ft over Mark. But they were nearly a few inches separate in height.

 

Mark and Steve went outside, to get fresh air and talk. While Marybella popped some vodka in her punch.

 

 

Luckily, she didn't ask me if I wanted, because Marybella doesn't drink anything plain without some substance or syrup in it, even water. 

 

 

 

I waved goodbye to Marybella in the kitchen and ran into Mark and Steve at the door, when we finished decorating.

 

They all said bye and I left.

 

I decided, instead of going back home, i'll go visit my old apartment again.

 

 

When I got to the building, I saw a notice letter on the entrance door, I ignored it.

 

 

When I got up the steps, I saw another notice paper on the old apartment that Mrs. Wilson lived in.

 

The door was half open, so I decided to look inside.

 

 

There were police officers and people who worked and lived in the building there.

 

I saw a glimpse of someone else.

 

It looked like Sara was crying, and it was Sara.

 

 

I couldn't believe that Sara would get close enough to me, to find out where I used to live.

 

But what she doesn't know is, which apartment I live in.

 

 

I quickly walked over to the elevator, so no one could see me.

 

When the doors closed, I kept thinking about what Sara was doing in Mrs. Wilson's apartment.

 

I thought I was the only girl she knew, of course she told me years ago she lived with someone much younger.

 

But I never thought of Sara showing up here.

 

Did she know her?

 

Maybe, Mrs. Wilson's will was achieved and now someone has to take her last belongings.

 

 

When the elevator doors opened, I rushed to my old apartment door.

 

I unlocked it and stood by the door for a while.

 

 

I walked over to the big window that I used to look at, the sun was shining right in my face.

 

I heard mumbling coming from one of my vents, I looked around to hear exactlly where it came from.

 

And it was right under my feet when I was looking at the window.

 

 

I put my body to the floor and lean in close to listen. 

 

 

"Do you have anything, or something to rememeber by Mrs. Wilson?" an officer said.

 

"No, all I know it that I never really knew her and i'm sad, she's gone. She was the best care taker I knew." Sara said. 

 

 

Maybe Sara was the little girl that Mrs. Wilson told me about, she never mentioned being a care taker.

 

But it can't be Sara that she was taking care of before.

 

It can't be.

 

 

I heard the officer take notes and footsteps left the room.

 

I heard Sara sob for a while, which was really annoying.

 

 

A second later she stopped and dialed someone. I heard the noise of her phone she dialed, it made me mesmorised by the sound, like on an old flip phone.

 

When you dial the numbers, each number has it's own signature noise. 

 

 

"Hello?"

 

Silence filled the room before she spoke again.

 

"Yeah I know, i'll get back to work as soon as I can. But for now, things are gonna be slow."

 

 

I heard Sara talking, but I didn't hear the other person on the line.

 

 

"Of course and I can't wait until next year, when she's locked up for good and the look on Elle's face will be priceless. She has no idea."

 

Sara finally hung up on the phone and exited the room.

 

 

I silently gasp at the thought, about what Sara had planned for me and what she plans to do until she's back on her feet.

 

I didn't think much about what Sara was doing, since she's injured.

 

But she has so many things behind her back.

 

 

I had to call up Vanessa and Lauren and tell them about this.

 

I called Lauren's number, her phone went to voicemail.

 

"Hello Lauren, I want to move up the meeting to next weekend. Because I think Sara maybe injured, but still hot on her feet."

 

 

I hung up and made sure to look around before, exiting the apartment.

 

When I got out of the