Hiding Behind Novels & Stories

Zane’s already suspicious, and I can’t afford to make any more mistakes. I turn my attention back to the bag on the bed. I need to hide it, and fast. I look around the room, my mind racing as I search for a spot where no one would ever think to look. Somewhere Zane wouldn’t check. Somewhere even Roselyn wouldn’t accidentally stumble upon while cleaning. And then, I find it—the perfect spot. I shove the bag into my hiding place, behind the wardrobe. I step back, satisfied. It’s safe. For now, at least.

Okay, this is no longer funny. “Yes, naked” She scoffs. Walked over to the closet, rummaged through it, and returned with something she was hiding behind her back. What is she up to this time? Hope not another lingerie incident? She stood a few inches from where I sat. Cleared her throat and smiled widely at me. Okay, now this is getting scary. I stretched my neck trying my best to see if I could see what she was hiding behind her back. She shifted the direction before my eyes caught sight of it.

I hated to think just how sketchy I appeared from an outsider's perspective. I grabbed my cell from my backpack and searched for a place to hide. Ernie was at work, and Hensley's car wasn't here when I'd shown up, so I wasn't sure who I was hiding from; it just made sense. The closet proved to be my best choice for full coverage. I didn't bother with the light and closed myself in. The glow of the screen illuminated the small space enough for me to safely have a seat without the risk of sitting on a shoe or a hanger.

Zarah spoke up, gazing at her sister's. Zarah wasn't far from the truth, he hid somewhere when he heard their footsteps. Instead of them leaving, they hunted for a spot, and made themselves comfortable. "I Knew you girls will be back, so I hid somewhere. If it's still about the Wi-Fi I'm sorry to disappoint you." They heard, and spun around to see him hiding behind one of the desk. While he was waiting for them to respond, they burst out laughing. It was funny how he hid because of them.

His eyes were glued to me, devoid of guilt toward Elena or the child she was carrying, and stripped of any shame over being exposed in public. I was well aware that he wasn't actually looking at me. He was looking at the power behind me that could put him back on the pedestal he craved. For that, he was willing to give up everything, including his unborn child. At that moment, the cold and selfish nature he hid so well was laid bare. One of his friends walked up to me and looked ashamed. "I'm sorry, Jasmine. We were deceived and said a lot of awful things. We misunderstood you. Don't worry, we won't ever defend Elena again."

I was sure of it now because as soon as I turned around, I saw someone backed up behind a tree. Shit! They knew I was gone and they'd sent people after me. The best thing to do was to act like I didn't know that they were there so I continued walking. But if I did that, then eventually, they would catch up to me. Luckily, that didn't happen because I finally got to a bar and without wasting time, I hurried my steps up and slipped in there. I dragged my bag to the end of the table to hide myself from them. “What can I get you?” The bartender called over the music.

(Go reread Chapter Six) I saw it coming closer to my doorstep. I placed my back against the door, looking around to find a hiding spot. I saw one, under my bed. I knew there was something there. But I have to. I ran to it, stops near it, and rolled under it. I braked when I bumped into something. I never hide under there, nor my back isn't in the wall yet.

Unfortunately, it was too late as he had taken notice of me before I even realized it. “Why hide behind a wall when the beautiful sight of the garden to behold is right in front of you?” He said, but I kept hiding, refusing to show myself. I'm dying out of embarrassment already that he caught me when I was just about to hide, revealing myself feels like the worst thing to do.

My eyes shifted slightly, landing on the CCTV camera fixed in the corner of the room. “There's always proof, Mr Caldwell,” I said quietly, my gaze steady. His smile didn't drop, but something in his eyes flickered. “Now if you will excuse me.” I didn't wait for his response; I pushed the door open and stepped out. My heart raced as I made my way back to my office Afraid Eloise or Jason might see him walk past. I quickly pulled down the blinds once I got in, shutting out the view completely before sinking into my chair.

he cleared his throat, something bothered him “That little guy has talent, he's precious” And meanwhile, he was dodging the nameless matter. "It doesn't look like it, I notice you different, you can tell me what's wrong with you" I continued studying his strange behavior. He took a deep breath, then put the cup down on the coffee table and covered his face. I waited, I didn't know what was happening, or how to help him if I didn't know his problem. An accordion of possible reasons popped into my mind. Maybe she had a fight with Sean, had a sudden fear of marriage, or was there infidelity?