A Girl’s Diary

Just for a few hours, I had to hold it together. My plan was simple really. Fake it till you make it!

Step one

Get out of sight from Aurora as much as I could.

Step two

Get ready for the concert.

Step three

Perform.

Step four

Meet Alice.

Step five

Get to bed.

Easier said than done. Apparently, Aurora was furious I travelled without telling her and switched off my phone. But really, who would blame me?!

So after hearing my fair share of instructions and not trying to argue like normal, she was finally content and went on her merry way. Fucking finally! After that it was easy to lose myself in the plan. I mean singing was what made me finally feel something real that wasn't pain. I loved every moment of it but unfortunately it had to come to an end. And guess who was still missing.

Yes, exactly. Ron!

Everything was going normally and according to plan. On my way to changing, I saw Aurora talking to Desmond in a heated conversation.

However, my tiredness was more prominent than curiosity. I'd just ask later anyway. I made a mental note to ask how they even knew each other. Maybe he was the bodyguard of someone from the agency. It wasn't like there was some big secret, I mentally shrugged and went on my way.

Alice sent me a text three days ago with a location where we would meet. She wasn't my favourite person in the world but if she said my life was in danger then I was meeting her no matter what.

Of course, I didn't tell anyone but Desmond. Anyone else would just want to interfere and practically Desmond was supposed to drive me back in addition to being my bodyguard. So it wouldn't matter that we made a small detour.

He agreed to drive me wherever I wanted and respected my choice of not tell anyone about it until I knew what was happening. I really appreciated that!

I met him two blocks away from the concert building since he wasn't supposed to know I'm Cinnamon.

There was a donut shop and I just had to have some to be able to survive for the rest of the night. I also got a fortune cookie for later.

I offered him one and he took it thanking me. It was then kind of a quiet drive with the occasional buzzing sound of the radio.

I put my hand out of the window feeling the cool air along my fingers. I felt so nice but soon my fingers were freezing I had to retract them back.

I felt the car come to a stop, we were near a public garden but since it was so late, there were absolutely no people. "Can you please wait for me here a few minutes?" I asked Desmond. I frankly didn't want him causing unnecessary drama.

I strolled along the garden looking around for Alice. While searching I remembered my fortune cookie and decided to open it. What was written inside gave me the chills.

'Sooner or later, you will be found'

It wasn't supposed to be alarming but my heart raced. Maybe I was too tired. I continued walking carefully until I spotted a blond head on one of the benches. I inched closer until I was sure it was her. "Alice!" I said making her attention on me. Her nose was red of the cold, she looked almost cute.

Keyword: almost.

"Elena." She said back seeming quite nervous. It was silent for a few moments until I had had enough of the silence.

"So, you wanted to talk?" She nodded at my question leading against the tree beside her. "Then talk," I said in a pissed off tone. I didn't want to sound bitchy but my patience was running thin now. She sighed looking towards the ground. Okay, what the hell! I didn't come all the way for her to stay silent.

Then she looked up her brows furrowed. "Like I told you," She paused shoving her hands onto her pockets. "You're in danger."

I was about to ask what she meant by that but I felt a blow to my head from behind. It was wo strong I almost instantly fainted.

I was drifting away I could feel it. But then I felt Alice fall to the ground and gunshots were heard, I was drifting in and out of consciousness.

I saw red fill the ground.

Was this my blood or someone else's?

Was Alice dead?

Was I dying?!

My last thought before I totally lost my grip on reality was: 'I should've fled after the damn cookie'¶¶¶¶¶¶