The book competition was the next day. Christabel had prepared toughly. She hasn't been to work lately. Mr. Johnson had contacted her, she covered up with the book competition coming up. Marcel hasn't visited since that day. She hasn't seen Sam, this has bother christabel, she had tried to push herself to visit, but she doesn't know what to say. "I shouldn't have left" she blames herself. Maybe he is angry, I didn't let him explained. He must have had his reasons. "I came from a rich family". Dammit christabel lost in thought. I should have listened, perhaps his family is average or balance. it's not that he is the son of a billionaire. I don't really know how to approach him, it gets the worst by the day. I should call him, christabel brought her phone out. The number kept ringing, but no response. Sam has refused to pick up. She called several times, but there was no response. She finally gave up on the 10th time. He really is angry, christabel drop her phone. Why is he doing this, her eyebrows draw together, she bit her lip. She was settled inside. Maybe he wants to avoid associating with me. This was common christabel thought trying to assure herself.
"hi, Samuel longtime" Jessica smiled as she bow a little. Anita smiled, "Jessica, always beautiful". Sam didn't say a word, he buried his head down avoiding eye contact, he walked inside. Jessica gave a surprise expression, raising her eyebrows. Anita approaches her, "shy as always" she said. Jessica laughs "welcome" she rushed to her. They hug each, "when is your mom coming back". "I really don't know" she whispered. "He is tired" Anita point to the door.
The books competition begun and christabel got first place. She received medals for her victory. She scanned everywhere looking for Sam, but he didn't come. She wanted to win, so she can thank Sam for his hints. Marcel finally show up, he approaches christabel. "Hey champion", he said. Christabel didn't respond. "Look am sorry, for what I did, I was wrong" he adjusted his tie. " Can we still be friends" he handed yellow rose flowers to her. yeah, she responded. "Where is Sam," he said looking around. He is busy, christabel replied hasty. " Yeah I broke his back door, last time. He will be fixing it right now". Christabel stare directly at him." I will apologize to him" better christabel said. Marcel left. She spotted Mr. Carlos. "Hey champion" Mr. Carlos spotted her. "Have you seen Sam? She asked. " He is not here? Then he should be at home, he waved at someone. I will see you around" he said. Christabel removes her medals. She brought out, Sam necklace. Beautiful has always, she wonders.
she left early. She didn't want to attend the party. Her parents were still in the event center. She changed quickly to her favorite jean. She left for Sam house. She has made up her mind. The path seemed long, she kept reciting what to say. She finally got there. The surrounding felt messing. There were trace of car print. What could have happened here.
Christabel looked around, there seem to be nobody around. She knocks at the door but no response. She knocks repeatedly, but there was no response. She noticed noise inside. It hit the door. She was happy. She smiles, she waited patiently for the door to open, but that didn't happen. It was only 15 minutes she heard the noise, but it seems to be a day in christabel mind. The cloud wasn't going to her favor "it about to rain" she thought. She sat on the floor. Watches the atmosphere for a while, the cool winds, she remembers her last time inside. " Sam I know you are in their" she slowly said. " I want to say" she stops wondering what she was doing. Her mouth seems to be tape. " I would like to say this, it has been in my mind for ages. I would like to say it now" she clenches her fist hard. " I love you" she said with a low tone. "You talk so gentle, your smiles, your posture, your laughter which I barely see. She stressed each one. " I really miss these things, even though we don't know each other, I seem to be bonded with you, being around you gives me joy. We could learn to know each other better, solve our problems. "I love you Sam" she cried out loud. "Just open the door" she whispered. The environment went quiet. There was no response. Christabel lost hope. I should have listened to you, she whispered again, but it was loud and clear. The noise came in again inside. Christabel went on her feet. She wasn't going to give up until she sees Sam. Maybe he can't hear me, she thought. She went to the back. She found the door open, it hasn't been fixed. A thought of Sam not being around pop in her heart. She walks slowly to the door. She finally reached there. She leaned her head forward like she has caught something. She was surprise that she covers her mouth.
Sam went straight to his room, he shut the door. His room was different and decorated than before. " Mom" he thought. He glances around. Then suddenly a thought of all his things have been replaced flash to his mind. He quickly ran to his bedroom. He checked the locker and his phone was waiting for him.
christabel cover her mouth, has she sight a painting of her entire family. Sam painted her family in a big board. She walked in, the closer she went, the more beautiful it was. She noticed an envelope was attached to it. She took it. It was written christabel, she opened it. She heard noise at her back, she almost fell. It was a bird, she realized quickly enough to hold herself. She brought the piece of paper inside. It was Sam handwriting she noticed has she glance thought it. She straightened it.
" Dear christabel
I have never written this type of note before, I don't really know what to say.
if you're reading this, it means I have left without saying goodbye, and you have forgiven me. I never meant for any of these to happen, it all came too quickly, and I was too weak to react. I want to thank you for your assistance during my staying. Thank you for helping me during the judo competition. Not only that, but I know it was you, but you never mentioned it. I don't know if I told, or maybe I didn't but am sure I did. I am serious, I can't make promises now, but I am certain. I would miss your smiles, your attitude and that royal voice I heard that day. Goodbye christabel.
Christabel finish it. Is this the end, she scans through it again looking for a portal
she sat on the floor close to the door, she was speechless. The rain came heavy, the cold breeze follow through her, she felt exposed. She raised the paper up again, then she spotted something on the back.it says my contact, it was a written number.