When The Sky Falls - Book 2, N. Y. [100 books to read .txt] 📗

forward in a hurry.

 

"Come on you guys hurry up!" I yelled to my parents.

 

"Sorry honey, we're not as young as we used to be before. It's been a year since we've seen you." My mom yelled, walking towards the car.

 

 

We all got in the rented car and drove off, down the streets.

 

I looked around at the view, it was perfect since it was the afternoon.

 

 

The leaves and trees looked amazing at this time of the year.

 

We stopped in the middle of the road, to go to Renchenni's bakery shop.

 

 

I remember the last time I was here.

 

 

Suddenly, the feelings from the flood gates came back.

 

Everything went down, and this was the last place that I went to.

 

I got out quickly and ran towards the door.

 

 

I saw Renchenni, working behind the counter.

 

My heart rate picked up.

 

 

He looked up at me smiling.

 

"Guess who's back?!!" I said.

 

 

"Elle!" he yelled, running for a hug.

 

"Oh Elle, I missed you so much and you've grown up." he said smiling.

 

"It's been 2 years." I replied.

 

 

"I miss having you here, working the summer. Our new intern, doesn't get the ropes yet."

 

He pointed to a short guy, mopping the floor.

 

"Yeah, I miss that too. Not. Especially since the last time I saw you." I said, puling him into another hug.

 

"I remember when you stopped by here to tell me you were leaving. You know I always hoped you'd come back some day and here you are!"

 

Renchenni hugged me again.

 

"So tell me all about Pari (Paris) and your adventures." he replied.

 

 

We sat down in a booth.

 

My mom gave an all knowing look to me, as she took off her coat.

 

 

"Well...Imade a stop in New York, after taking the metro bus up to the suburbs." I start.

 

"Wait, you went to New York? Then Paris?. Wow your adventure must be crazy," he replied.

 

 

"It was and like I was saying,...I wanted to take a flight to Paris and I got on the wrong one. Leading to my destination. I was all up in my head. But ayways, I ended up in London, trying to find a way back to Paris. When this guy helped me out, by taking me to a place during that time. I was 18." I finished.

 

 

"Wow." Renhenni said, interuppting

 

"So I spent my days there, until christmas in London. And then I finally got the money to go to Paris." I said.

 

"You finally went to Paris, after 4 months?" Renchenni asked anxious.

 

 

"Yes. I did and it was amazing, especially having Jacob there with me. He couldn't part with me, for the life of me." I replied.

 

"Oooh, who's this Jacob?" he asked smiling.

 

"Well he's my boyfriend and still is now, we met back in London. Actually, he's the reason why I made it to Paris. I actually invited him to come with me to Paris."

 

 

My mom and Bali interuppt, sitting behind the booth from us.

 

"Caleb, 3 black coffee's please and a cherry pie for Elle, go on i'm listening." Renchenni said.

 

 

I continued with the story, after they brought my coffee and cherry pie.

 

"Mom was coming to try and find me and I wanted to leave again. All this commotion of traveling back and forth, my stupid brain couldn't stay in one place. But, eventually it stoppe. When I decided to live in New York forever. I had the best time of my life in New York and I became the new writer for FARELLE magazine."

 

 

"FARELLE, I know. I get their monthly magazine subscriptions and I see your stories in the pages. I know your writing well. You were in New York during that time, when you got your fist announcement on the magazine spread."

 

 

Stuffing a piece of cherry pie into my mouth, I replied.

 

"So things happened while in Paris. There was an incident between me and Jacob, and eventually, I traveled on a mystery flight to Mumbai and met my dad, my real dad."

 

 

"Aww, I heard rumors going around saying you killed Henry, your father. I didn't believe the people, Elle would never kill anyone." Renchenni said, sipping from his coffee cup.

 

 

I looked over to my mom, almost nervous as if he found out.

 

She nodded her head.

 

"I found Bali and met all these other people who lived in a palace, it's a long story." I said.

 

 

I rolled my eyes after, taking a sip from my coffee.

 

Bali spoke up. "Elle was suppose to be the next heir to the throne in Mumbai, but she gave it up for a regular life like me."

 

 

Renchenni's eyes widened.

 

"You mean, you are royal?" he asked excitedly.

 

"Please don't, Renchenni. I's not like i'm the queen or anything." I replied.

 

 

"Of course sorry,...princess." he said.

 

"Stop, it's not a secret. But it's not something I like to talk about. Plus, I gave up the throne to live a normal life, and thank go." I said.

 

 

I sipped my coffee and looked up at Renchenni.

  

"Oh well in that case. Elle as a loyal customer here, you're welcome to come in anytime and get your order delivered without trouble." Renchenni said.

 

 

"Although, free cherry pie whenever I come in would be nice?" I suggested.

 

"Nope, you still have to pay like everyone else." he replied.

 

"Fine." I said.

 

"Anyways to continue with my story, blah, blah, blah living in New York, suburbs, FARELLE, new friends, boss, and home bound. The end." I finished.

 

 

"Wow, what a story, and i'm so glad that I get to see you again." Renchenni said.

 

"Thanks Renchenni, but now I need to see more of Rosewood again." I say.

 

 

"There are a lot of new things here in Rosewood, make yourself at home." he said.

 

He took my empty plate and coffee cup.

 

 

 "I am home." I said softly.

 

"Make sure to come by here, before you leave again!!" he yelled, as me, mom and Bali exited the bakery.

 

 

"I will!!" I yelled back, waving to him by the clear glass window.

 

 

My parents and I, got back into the car and drove down.

 

We stopped near where I lived. Where me and mom used to live.

 

 

We all got out and all I could think was, how on earth did I end up here.

 

I walked towards the house, looking at it, up and down.

 

 

Being home made me feel good inside, except the fact that my step dad isn't here anymore.

 

To continue to see me grow for the rest of my life.

 

But at least I have Bali, my real dad.

 

 

Mom came up behind me, placing a key in my hand.

 

"It's yours if you want it." she said softly, her eyes looking into mine.

 

 

I walked up the steps and unlocked the door.

 

I walked in the kitchen and saw everything set up nicely, like nothing ever changed.

 

 

I walked to the living room and saw everything else still in it's place. The pictures of me when I was younger, still on the walls.

 

I walked up the stairs and walked down the hallway to my room.

 

 

I saw that everything was the same from when I left. Some of my clothes, scattered on the floor from when I packed.

 

It brought back an itching memory.

 

My almost empty closet.

 

 

I laid on my old bed. Feeling comfortable about falling asleep in my own room again, was a dream.

 

I miss this room and I definitely miss home too.

 

 

And to think,  if I hadn't run away or killed dad, I might actually have turned out better.

 

I can't think of the life I could have had before, when I thought of running away and actually doing it.

 

-- 

 

Waking up the next morning in my bed, it felt like I was back to square.

 

Days of coming home after classes and doing homework.

 

Before I left home.

 

 

I felt happy for once, a looming silence of happiness since yesterday when we came back here.

 

I took off the coat I wore yesterday off, I must have slept in it.

 

 

I walked into my parents room and didn't see mom or Bali in there.

 

I quickly went downstairs, to see if Bali and mom were in the car. But they weren't there either.

 

 

I went up and got my coat and ran out the door.

 

I ran the whole way back to Renchenni's shop.

 

Maybe they were there.

 

 

I decided. I'd need a hot breakfast, if I wanted to start off my day right.

 

I saw Renchenni working behind the counter again.

 

 

I sat down in one of the booths and waited till someone took my order.

 

"Hello, and welcome to Renchenni's."

 

 

I looked up to the young guy that I saw yesterday, mopping the floors.

 

"What would you like to order?" he asked.

 

 

I fished through my pocket for change leftover.

 

I pulled out 1 dollar and 75 cents.

 

 

I heard Renchenni's big voice come in.

 

"Caleb, go work the other tables. I;ve got this." he said to the young boy.

 

 

He left, leaving me to look up at Renchenni.

 

"Morning Elle." Renchenni said, walking towards me.

 

"Good morning," I replied.

 

 

"May I take your order?" he asked.

 

"Yes. I would like the breakfast special, if that still exist's here?" I asked.

 

 

"Yeah we still have that, and coffee for the morning?" he implied.

 

"Yes." I said.

 

 

"Okay, your order is coming right up" he said, dinging a bell on the counter, where he worked.

 

I sat there waiting for my breakfast to come.

 

And when it finally did, I took the time to eat and look around.

 

 

Pretty soon I left.

 

I felt really sad about being back in Rosewood.

 

I didn't feel as happy as I did when I arrived here yesterday.

 

 

This place gives me bad memories.

 

 

It didn't feel right, and I needed to go back home....my new home in New York.

 

It's where my friends are and where my dream life lives. 

 

 

I whipped out my phone. And called mom.

 

The call went straight to voicemail.

 

 

"Hello mom, i'm sorry that i'm leaving you guys here in Rosewood. But home is in New York. Remember when you told me a long time ago, to forget the past and move on. I want to forget now and Rosewood may be my home, but New York is where I belong."

 

 

I ended my message and ran back to the old house to grab my belongings and suitcases that mom and left for me in the living room.

 

 

I grabbed everything and left.

 

Before I called a cab, I looked at the house one last time.

 

 

"I'll come back....one day when i'm ready."

 

 

I blew a kiss towards the house and hid the key that mom gave me.

 

I put it under the flower pot, near the bushes on the side of the house.

 

Then I ran, I ran with all my life and all my might.

 

 

I stopped by Renchenni's. I remembered, that I needed to say goodbye.

 

"Renchenni!!" I yelled, panting and catching my breath.

 

 

He came out from behind the counter.

 

"Yes, Elle?" he said.

 

"Goodbye,....again. For real this time," I say.

 

 

He smiled. "Goodbye Elle,....again"

 

 

We both smiled and I left.

 

I caught up to an empty cab and headed for the airport.

 

I took a quick flight out back to New York. 

 

 

And after hours of traveling, I got a text from my mom.

 

 

It read it out loud.

 

I know how you feel, and come back anytime you want, to Rosewood. Me and Bali will be staying for a few days, then we're going back to Mumbai soon, have fun in New York. Love, Mom

 

 

My mom was the only person who knew me, when I was at my roughest point in time.

 

And she does.

 

I'll miss Rosewood, but not this time.

 

 

After the long flight back to New York.

 

I drove my car back to the house.

 

 

I saw Jacob's car in the driveway, which means that means he's back.

 

I ran inside, only carrying my purse on my shoulder. 

 

I unlocked the door and saw Jacob sitting on the couch.

 

 

"Oh hey, you're home early." he said.

 

I sighed.

 

"And you;re home early." I replied.

 

 

He got up from the couch and walked to me, embracing me finally.

  

"I missed you." he mumbled, with his face in my coat.

 

"I came back home early, for you." he said looking up at me.

 

 

He kissed me then we hugged again.