Okay, so if this story wasn't finished, I would probably not be updating :P But it is done, so I might as well keep posting. I can see that this story was written greatly compared to my others, so it makes sense. But wasn't 'One Secret You Have To Keep' in 3rd POV? I might change it in the sequel. But also, once more, my wattpad is 'WonderlandSpade', find me there for my 1D story 'A Lucky Chance'! :) And I also see this story rushed, even with the multiple chapters. I think the problem is the lack of emotion, description, and action. But oh wellz, I'm not going to rewrite the ENTIRE thing.
Also, due to the fact I posted my last one-shot at three in the morning, not many people were able to see it. Fabina of course, and I used it to show that I do have the ability for description xD Check it out on my profile, it's called 'Crossing Paths'. I actually enjoyed that one xD
~ The loss of life [is] irreplaceable. ~
~ Dan Quayle ~
Chapter Seven
"Remember, Delaney's mom is coming home tomorrow, we have to leave it exactly how it was before we walked in." Nina whispered over to Fabian, both of them standing in front of Delaney's house. They were looking for more clues in Delaney's room, and today was the perfect day, her mom was out of town for some program. Nina had a key that Delaney gave her.
"I know, Nina." Fabian answered, smiling. He had broken into many places before, his job required him to.
"Oh yeah, duh." Nina responded, smiling back. She walked over to the front door, and quickly opened it, walking inside. Fabian followed behind her. "Her room is upstairs."
The two of them headed upstairs, and right into Delaney's room. Her room was still perfect-looking, as if it came right out of a magazine. The smell of fragrances now filled the air, Delaney's mom must have done that right before she left.
Fabian searched over by her desk, and Nina inspected near her bed. She was almost positive she didn't miss anything, but Fabian had wanted to make sure. He said sometimes a clue is hidden in plain sight, so we don't look for it. He also said it was a bit of reverse psychology, because people tend to look right past them.
Nina couldn't find anything though, nothing was in plain sight. And if it was, Delaney's mom would have probably gotten rid of it, or moved it away. She sighed. "Find anything Fabian?"
"No, I think the note you found was it…" Fabian trailed on, looking over at the window. He walked over to it, and opened it. When you opened Delaney's window, there was a small balcony, which led over to the roof. Their roof was flat, so Delaney kept chairs on it. She and Nina sat there many times before.
Fabian looked over at Nina, and then stepped on to the small balcony. Nina wondered what he was doing, and followed after him. He had already walked over to the roof, and was now sitting in one of the chairs. It was dark outside.
"What are you doing?" Nina giggled, going over, and sitting in the chair next to him. He shrugged, he just saw an opportunity, and took it. That was what he did for everything. If he could take it, he did.
They both looked up at the stars, watching as they twinkled in the night sky.
"Hey Fabian?" Nina asked suddenly, continuing to watch the stars.
"Yeah Nina?"
"Do you think Delaney… might be dead?"
Fabian looked over at her, frowning slightly. How could she be so pessimistic like that? Within the whole time he had known her, she always seemed cheery and optimistic.
"Nina, why are you thinking like that? Don't think so negatively like that." He responded.
"Sorry, it's kind of… Automatic." Nina replied, looking down at her hands. She played with the edges of her purple hoodie.
"Automatic?"
Nina nodded. "My parents both died when I was only ten, so I'm kind of prone to act pessimistically…"
"I'm so sorry Nina, I had no idea… What happened?" He asked her, hoping he wasn't invading her privacy. He hated when people did that to him, and they wanted to know everything about him. But he truly wanted to know what happened, she was becoming his friend, one of his only friends.
Even though Fabian solved all these cool cases, nobody really stuck around long enough to know him. They all thought he was too much of a nerd, and some sort of workaholic. He only worked hard so he could get the job done, many times someone's life was on the line.
"My sister, Lilia… My mom died giving birth to her. And I guess my father couldn't handle it, because I found him dead in the bathroom three weeks later, with an empty pill bottle right next to him…" Nina whispered, she didn't mind him asking, but the subject bothered her. She sniffed quietly, a stray tear cascading off her cheek.
Fabian hadn't expected that answer. He expected maybe her Mom and Dad died in an accident of some sort, such as a car. Or maybe they had both become sick, and they died from that. But the reasons she gave weren't predictable.
Fabian hadn't noticed that she had started crying, he felt ashamed that he did that. He knew he wasn't the reason, but he brought the subject up, and it wasn't his business.
He gestured for her to sit on his lap, and she obliged, crying into his chest. He put his arms around her tightly, rocking slightly to try to calm her down.
"I-I never went to their g-graves again after their f-funeral…" Nina cried. "I w-wanted to go back, b-but I can't…"
Fabian didn't respond, and just let her cry. He understood sometimes you just needed to let your emotions escape, not hold them back. But he really didn't have any to hide, he didn't have a bad life. He had all he could ask for.
She calmed down a bit after a while, but she didn't move, and Fabian kept his arms around her.
"Nina, when we get Delaney home, I'll take you to see your parents. You need to, and you won't be alone if I take you. You shouldn't bring your sister with you…"
Nina nodded, sniffling once more.
"Thank you, Fabian."
Aww, small Fabina moment! Yes, I know all of you were just waiting for some type of cute moment ^_^ But I mustache you a question, I will not shave it for later (see what I did that :P). Do my stories seem all the same to you? Like when he rocked her, I know Fabian rocked Nina in 'Fear'. But do you think that's okay? Do you think all my stories connect? Please tell me what you think about that, it would mean a lot!
~JessIsTheBest~
