17: About Alina.

KURT'S POV:-

I opened my eyes in the morning and found Leyla's body almost wrapped around me protectively. She was snoring softly. I chuckled softly as I saw her beautiful face in the morning. I pecked her forehead lovingly then freed myself from her tight grip. I walked towards the bathroom and took a shower. Once I was done with the shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and stepped out of the bathroom. I went towards the bed and sat down on the edge of the bed. I leaned over and let the droplets of water fall on her beautiful face.

She frowned twice then slowly opened her eyes. She gasped as she found me so close to her. I was staring into her eyes. She gulped hard while looking at my almost naked body. "I need to go. That's why I had to wake you up." I said in a guilty tone after a few minutes of silence. Seeing my face, she chuckled. She sat up on the bed, staring at me. I stood up and went towards the couch where my clothes were set. I started dressing up as she crawled out of the bed.

I wore my clothes and checked my phone. I had a missed call from my friend, Sam. I quickly dialled him back and waited for him to pick up. He answered at yeh second bell. "Hey, man. How are you doing? How are your parents now?" I asked as soon as he picked up.

"Hey, man. I am better. Don't ask anything about my parents. They are restless. Mom has not stopped crying. Dad is exhausted because of her. He is practically babysitting mom. And the others are looking for Samira everywhere. Where are you?" He replied to me in a tired tone and I sighed. I knew he was exhausted just with the thought of searching for his sister.

"I am at my girlfriend's house. I was so exhausted that I could not even drive. She brought me home. I will be at your place soon. Just don't leave without me." I replied to him almost instantly. He just hummed in response then hung up.

I grabbed my stuff and stuffed them in my pockets. The door of Leyla's bedroom opened and Leyla stepped into the house. She had a tray in her hands and a wide smile on her face. She set the tray on the table then walked towards me. She grabbed my hand then pulled me towards the couches. 

I looked at the tray and raised a brow at Leyla. She ruffled my hair as she sat down on the couch and pulled me down to sit beside her. "You can not start the hunt without a big breakfast. So you should eat first. And nobody home. As soon as dad leaves for work, mom goes out to meet her friends and all. She hardly stays at home. Aleck has already left for his college. It's just you and me, alone in this mansion." I chuckled as she filled me in with every piece of information. I leaned in and pecked her forehead. I had no idea how caring she really was.

"This looks good. And I am actually starving. Thank you for your hospitality." I said in a nervous tone while rubbing the back of my neck. I just could not understand why I always get so nervous around her. She made me nervous. She bit her lower lip and nodded her head. Then she stood up and went towards the bathroom. And I busied myself with my breakfast. To be honest, it was very delicious and it did not take me longer to finish up the whole thing. Burping in satisfaction, I set the empty dishes on the tray.

She stepped out the closet, ready to start her day. She came to me and a wide smile appeared on her face as she looked at the empty tray. "How was it all? Are you full or you want something more to eat?" She asked me with a wide smile on her face. 

"Nah! I'm full. Thank you so much. Everything was so good. I could not stop myself from fishing it. Anyways, I should get going. My friend is waiting for me. I will try to see you tonight." I replied, holding her hands and staring into her beautiful ice blue eyes. Her eyes were just amazing. She smiled shyly and nodded her head.

LEYLA'S POV:-

Once Kurt left, I went to the kitchen to fetch myself some breakfast. I grabbed my breakfast and went towards the dining hall. Maids were working in the mansion. I sat down on my chair and busied myself with the pictures I had taken in Alina's house. I was surprised to see all that in her house. I had been searching for answers and all the information I had collected was written in a couple of diaries. But I was nowhere near the information Alena had written in just one room of her house. How did I know? Well, I could imagine how much work I needed to do to reach her mind.

But I knew I just could not learn everything in a day. And first I had to figure out a way to understand the language she used for all the information. It was not that easy. I googled her name on my laptop and searched for anything I could find under her name. "Oh, that's teacher Alina." A maid spoke from behind and I turned to look at her. 

"You know her?" I asked in a curious tone. She smiled and nodded her head. I signalled her to sit down. She sat down on a chair beside me.

"Tell me everything you know about her. Who is she? Where is she? What happened to her? Where is she now, if you know?" I bombarded the maid with questions about Alina. Maid nodded her head then looked at me.

"Alina was my teacher. She was a very kind woman. She knew my parents could not send me to school. So she taught me and kids like me for free in her house." The maid started to tell me the story I was excited to hear. 

"One day, she started babbling about things like demons and angels and heaven and hell. It all started happening after an accident." She added in the story and I frowned in confusion.

"What accident? What happened?" I asked her in an excited tone.

"She had an accident. She was coming back home after school. When a Blake van hit her in front of the cemetery around her house. The police suspected that it was some robbers, trying to escape. She was hit pretty hard and the doctors were not very hopeful about her survival." She answered my questions and suddenly that story she was telling me, started to sound very very familiar.

"Her family even decided to get her free from this pain she was in. She did not wake up. So they decided on the option of mercy killing. But the next day when they all reached the hospital, she was awake and fine. She spent a few days at the hospital. Then she was discharged. And after a month, she started babbling about these fantasy things. One of her students told the police that she even started talking about a man with horns. She called him Lucifer." By the time the maid finished Alina's story, I was lost in the oceans of my own thoughts. I could not understand how anything like that could happen.