Sold To The Wicked Him

“Aiden, How was your-”

Standing up as soon as he saw Aiden’s car back in the mansion, Aiya, Elton, and Sylphia was waiting for him in the front door.

“I told you it wasn’t that easy”

Silphia mumbled as she stands up from sitting in the cocoon chair. Ready to leave the mansion right away. After all, Lea isn’t there so she have no reason as to why she would stay in that place any longer.

“Aiden…”

Hearing how he slam the door, he they knew that things didn’t went well. They knew that. after all, if it did work, Lea would surely be with him when he get back.

By just texting on her phone, the driver came to pick Sylphia.

“Where are you going?”

Asking that question what he recieved was an annoyed tone in her reply.

“What? You don’t expect me to stay here, do you?”

And so Sylphia left the mansion. Leaving Aiya patting her boyfriend’s back as she was well aware of the fact that he is worried to Aiden. They are all worried for him, and also for Lea as well.

“Let’s go too. Let’s give him some time alone. He needs it”

Looking at the mansion’s door, he can do nothing. Just like before, he can do nothing to help his dear friend be out of that situation. All he can ever do was stay there looking at him suffer. For things as this isn’t in his hands to move. It never was.

…

“And here I thought…”

Letting out a sigh, before he even had his way to his room, he saw Lea’s. for some reason, there was something in him that made his feet move to head inside.

‘This room…’

Never once in his lifetime living in this mansion did he thought that this place would be so sentimental to him. opening the door, what welcomes him was the sight of a room. It was the same as the last time he saw it. But he knew that it will never be the same again.

“When did I start thinking about her?”

Even him can’t find the answer in his question. Even him can’t think of why he was acting like that.

Remembering some memories he had with lea, he can’t help but remember how he acted. How… he words out what was on his mind.

A chuckle escaped his lips. Chuckle not of fun but of realization how dumb he can be.

‘I even left her in the company the fisrt day we visit my office… i… even left her there inside my office…’

Thinking about it he can’t help but question himself as to why he did that. but all he can find as reply was that it is because of his own stupidity.

“Yeah… I am such an idiot”

Stiiting on Lea’s bed he again chuckle.

“What an idiot I am…”

And before he knew it he was lying his back flat on the bed. Staring at the empty ceiling. As empty as his heart. he felt like a doll. Having no feelings at all. But he knew that depe within, somewhere in the corner of it those things he was hiding remains inside. Those things he was holding never left. They may not be seen but they are existing. And for how long? Even him can’t find out the answer for that.

Time passed by, the silence was so overwhelming. He never knew that this silence would make him feel so bad. As if every single time that it enters in his ears, all he can feel was the surge of memories, regrets that he had on his life.

‘I ever I did not went in that place with her, will things be different?’

‘If ever I bring people with me, will she be safe?’

‘If ever I was strong enough to protect her, will things change?’

He is but a man who have almost everything on his hands. Almost…’

“Why do I feels like… I am useless and all? I can’t even protect her… I cant even do a single thing for her… i…”

And with the silence engulfing his state, a small woof was heard as if it was coming from the door.

Hoping to where he was, it was puff. The very same puppy that he gave to Lea before.

Not wanting to stand up, the dog licks his face that made a frown curving on it.

“What?”

He mumbled as he wasn’t in the mood to go and play with him. wagging his tail, the dog keeps barking. As if wants him to do something.

“Huh?”

Biting his clothes, the dog pull his as if he wants him to follow where he world go. Unlike the last time, the fur ball is rounder and a bit bigger now. But due to him being small as still, it didn’t made any power for it to pull Aiden.

Picking it up like a cat, Aiden stood up and put the dog down. Continuously barking, he can’t understand what the pup wants.

“I don’t know what you mean…”

“Woof”

Running in circle around him, puff then walk in a different location.

And soon his eyes followed where the dog was going. Taking steps, he did not know why he was following the dog. It sat in front of the night table and barked again.

‘What…?’

Looking at the night table, he bend and sat on the ground. Opening it, he find nothing suspicious at all. Just random things that Lea probably keep in there.

“There was nothing in here you see…” but the moment he mumble those words he knew that he was wrong. Something caught his attention. It was a journal. As if a log book or what. Picking it up he looks at the dog, as if questioning why he know something was in there.

“Did you saw her put this in the drawer every day?”

“Woof!”

Barking as a reply, it is as if the dog knew what he was saying.

“Hah, as if you would understand me…”

Smiling bitterly, he could not help but be reminded of everything that happene. He could not help but keep on blaming himself. It was until when the puppy started to back. Catching his attention.

“Woof! Woof woof woof!”

Slightly patting the dog’s head, somehow he feels a bit better. But still, the pain he had with him would be hard to dissipate. It is something that himself is not sure if the time would come where he could no longer feel that pain.

‘Now what is in here?’

He thought to him self as he opens the journal. And what welcomes his sight the moment he opened it was dates…

[I am now in an unknow place. Someone bought me in that auction. I thought Aunt Estrella would give me a job so that I can pay my debts in the hospital but… I never thought this would happen]

‘This is…’

And with his realization of what that thing really was, he confirmed, it was indeed a journal. The very journal that lea created with her own hands…

It is….NôvelDrama.Org © content.

“Lea’s Diary…”