A promise kept

Sarah; Who are you?

:That's not important right now, what's important right now is you, because it's your birthday.

That's not important right now, to hell with that but you, and who you are is what I need to find out. I turned and looked right at his face but it's all cover-up. All I could see was his green eyes, and they were so gorgeous under the dimmed stars in the ceiling in my room.

What the hell am I thinking, but they're really beautiful, so captivating I wanna stand here and stare right into them. Something tells me, hurting me isn't his intention. He gets closer to me than i realize he is almost the same height as dad, no, he's taller, now he's right in front of me.

:What are you thinking about?

Sarah: Huh..uh, nothing. How can I lose myself in thoughts in the room with someone, who might hurt me or even worse.

:Turn around.

Sarah; Huh… Why?

:Don't ask questions, Sarah, just do what you're told.

Sarah; Okay.

:Hold your hair!

I lift my hair and he puts the necklace around my neck, he kisses my neck and thrills run down my spine, my tummy fills up with butterflies. It's like it is supposed to happen. It was a whole nother level to how Damien let me feel not long ago. Just then someone knocks on the door and a sudden ness of fear appears in my stomach but why?

Mom; Sweetheart, are you okay in there?

Sarah;.....Yeah, I am fine.

Mom; Why did you lock the door?

Sarah; Ahh, give me a minute. hide.

I can't believe I actually told someone who I should be running from to hide, hide from my very own safe place. My mom, who is my soul.

Mom; Sarah….

Sarah; I said a minute, but you give me 20 seconds. 

I said to her after opening the door.

Mom; Why did you lock the door and why is it so dark in here?

Sarah; You know me mom, always in for a dark duration.

Mom; It's him again, isn't it? 

She turns on the lights.

Sarah; Huh.? 

Mom; Sweetheart, I know you still miss him but he's gone, you know that right?

She has it all wrong.

Sarah: Mom, listen.

Mom; No, you listen here young lady. That boy is not coming back even if you die, let him go for his sake. Liam's not coming back honey, dead people don't come back from the grave, whenever you're missing him you lock yourself in here and turn the lights out. 

How can you be sure that he's dead!

Sarah; Mom!

Mom: Is this the reason why you are not dating anyone? Sarah?

She got very angry with me,it was not written on her face but her eyes also.

Sarah; What? God no.

Hell yes, until I am a hundred percent sure that he is gone and not coming back then and only then will I give up!

Mom; Sarah sweetheart it's been 16 years, 16, honey I don't want you to die alone and not knowing the meaning of love. I love you, sweetie, we all do but we won't sit around and watch you wait for something that is never coming. Let it go, if not for you...Honey let go for him, he wouldn't want you to be alone, at least do it for him.

Sarah; Okay mom.

She's right about one thing though, if he is alive and to come back wouldn't he come back already. Mom walked back to the door.

Mom; It looks beautiful on you!

She smiles at me.

Mom: Whoever gave it to must be really into you.

Sarah; Yeah, sure. I'll be down in a few.

Mom; Okay sweetie.

After mom leaves, he comes out from my closet and leaves. I just stood there and watched him leave. I would be upset too if my crush is still waiting on someone who is supposed to be dead.

Sarah; I know I would, wouldn't you? Ahh, who am I talking to?

Drake; That's what I wanna know!

Sarah; Uh... hey, what brings you here?

Drake; Your mother said you were at it again, you do know that boy is dead right?

Sarah; Is he really, if so were you there, did you see him die? We made a promise.

Drake; He's dead Sarah, promises don't mean anything when the other person is dead.

Sarah; He promised no matter what, where he goes, where I am, he would come back and find me. 

It's the exact date he said he would come back with the most expensive gift even if he's broke.

Drake; HE'S DEAD SARAH.

Saying he's dead was the problem but the look on his face or maybe it's the way he said it. He has been my best friend since high school, always on my side even when it comes to Liam but the way he spoke just now, made me so mad i know.

I have hidden all my anger because Liam always says I'm prettier when I smile, so no matter what or when I would fake a smile and act as if nothing happened, but I lost all that just now. I pointed at the door and said to Drake.

Sarah; Get the fuck out and don't look back 

Drake; Sarah…

He cuts me off.

Sarah; GET...OUT.

Drake stood there looking at me, like he's unaware who is who before he left.

Phone vibrates.

:Meet with me.

Sarah:Why?

:Don't you want to know who I am?

Sarah: Where?

:Meanium hotel.

Sarah: Okay.

:Leave your car.

Sarah: What..why?

:Sarah 

Sarah: Yes.

:There's a car waiting for you outside.

Sarah: Who exactly are you?

:Go now.

Sarah: Okay, ok am going.'

:But you're still standing in your room.

Sarah: How do you know I'm still there?

: Sarah.

Sarah: Fine.

I grab one of mom's coats and leave, just like he said, the car was there waiting for me. After getting in the car I tried to make small talk. I was hoping the driver would say something that could help me find out who the person is, but it was as if he couldn't hear or understand me, in fact, he didn't even look at me.

Sarah: Are you really not gonna talk? I wonder what your boss would think if I told him you tried to touch me?

He swallows, I knew it. I got him there, he's afraid of whoever his boss is.

Sarah; What's your name?

He started to slow down and I looked out the window of the car. We arrived but he didn't answer my question, so I sat there and asked him again.

Sarah: What's your name? I'll not move an inch before you speak."

I don't have one.

Sarah: Hahaha, are you trying to be funny?

No ma'am, I really do not have one!

A Phone rang and he answered it.

Yes sir. She's sitting in the car.

No Sir.

She wishes to know my name, sir.

Yes sir.

:Why aren't you getting off?

His voice makes me weak, the phone was placed on speaker. 

Sarah: What is his name?

:He doesn't have one.

Just at the right time, my phone rings.

Sarah: Ahh, it's my mom. Should i tell her, i have been kidnaped and in the back of a car going god knows where? 

:Give him one.

Sarah: What? 

:Give him one.

Sarah: Look at me.

My phone began to ring once more.

:Look at her.

He looked at me, I was so shock how someone so beautifully does not have a name, his blue eyes look so bright and inviting, his nose looks baby-like, and his lips-

:Are you going to give him a name or not?

Sarah: Delon, that's your name for now on.

That's exactly what his face looks like. A ray of sunshine. Delon: Madam, thank you.

I am glad I gave him that name because the moment he smiles at me, it was as if the sun was shining at the very moment. I got out of the car and just then I received a message about the room number and floor 7th/9119. After the elevator ride I arrived up.