Hi! Welcome to my story "Hiding My Heart Away", based off of the the Adele song "Hiding My Heart". Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis, Starbucks, or any other copyrighted brand that may be mentioned here. This is only a fan made fictional story and the brands are added for a realistic and relatable description.
Chapter One: The Darkest of My Days
I awoke to the morning sun shining brightly on my face. I squinted, trying to make out the shapes of my apartment. My eyes finally focused, revealing the stained wood walls and shabby gray carpet. I turned over to the side table, and picked up the picture of him. I ran my finger across the glass, taking in his lovely gray eyes, perfect smile, and dark brown hair.
"Good morning." I whispered.
I stretched and rolled out of bed. The air was stuffy, so I went over to the window and pulled it open. It creaked and shuddered as I lifted it up, then locked it in place. I stuck out my head, breathing in the morning air of Chicago. The wind was already tearing through the city, it shot into the room making the papers on the table go airborne. I quickly pulled the window shut and went to the floor, picking up the papers. I sorted through them, mumbling their titles out loud.
"Electricity bill... rent... paycheck..."
After I had neatly piled them on the center of the table, I took a look around the cramped apartment. The room faced east, so the window mostly faced the concrete of another building, with the exception of some sunlight. The lumpy queen sized bed was pushed against the wall by the window, wrapped in blank canvas sheets with my clothes piled under it. Next to it was the dark brown side drawer, topped with a green-shaded lamp and the picture of him. Beyond that was the kitchen bar counter with a sink and overhead cabinets. A rickety kitchen table with two unsteady chairs stood on the white tile flooring behind it, and by that the old mini fridge with the microwave on top. Off to the side was a bathroom with a little sink, toilet, and shower. On the wall next to the exit door was the old white telephone that still has his voicemail on it. Automatically, I pushed the red button that played it back.
"Hi, Nina." Hearing his voice from all those years ago still gives me chills.
"I'm calling from a payphone. I'm sorry to tell you this, but... I'm leaving. I can't stay here anymore. I still love you and I always will, but I can't do this. We can't make it together. I don't know if I will see you again, but I know I'll never forget your face. Or your voice. If everything works out, I'll find you. But for now... this is goodbye. So... goodbye, Nina. I love you, now and forever.
Love, Fabian."
The machine beeped, the message was over. I vaguely remember what happened after I first heard it, there was a scream, hot tears on a cold pillow, and a sleepless night.
But now, the tears won't come anymore.