Stay For Me

06 | dear diary

❝ 𝑵𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅, 𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅,
𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 ❞

𝑪𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒆𝒙

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T H E A

8th November
Dear diary,
Today has been hard. Just like the day before and the day before that. My mom came into my room this morning and cried on my bed, pleading with me to eat something. It's been two days since we got here and I haven't moved from this room at all.

I don't want to eat and I don't want to move. I just want Rio.

Why would he leave me? Why would he walk away from me like that?

19th November
Dear diary,
My dad said I look like I have more colour in my face now. He came into my room and sat with me for over an hour. We didn't even talk for the majority of it but he just sat with me, keeping me company.

It's been just over two weeks since we arrived in London and this is the first day since then, that I've actually managed to go the whole day without retreating back to bed.

I still haven't heard from Rio. I've left message after message, hoping that he might return one but as of yet.. I still haven't received anything.

Maybe tomorrow.

2nd December
Dear diary,
It's cold here in London. Raining too.
We went for a walk through Little Venice to Camden by the canals and it was actually really nice.

Still nothing from Rio.

Perhaps he doesn't want to talk to me. Maybe he doesn't like me anymore.

25th December
Dear diary,
Merry Christmas, I guess.
I woke up twice last night after having the worst nightmares about Ricky. I could feel him, smell him, even sense him. It was as though he was really here. Like it was actually real.

I wonder what Rio is doing right now. If he's waking up with Ellerie and Knox, opening presents like nothings happened.

Wherever he is. I hope he's happy.

2nd January
Dear diary,
New year, new me.. as they say. Right?
Still haven't heard anything from Rio. I miss his voice. I miss everything about him.
I just wish he was here so I could hug him.

6th February
Dear diary,
I didn't sleep last night. I couldn't. Every time I closed my eyes I could see him. I could feel his hands around my neck, I could hear him grunting, I could sense his dire need for revenge.

He's never going to go away.

"Hey," Rio's calming voice snaps me out of my thoughts and I turn my head towards him. His eyes fill with concern and he brings his hand up to my face, tracing his thumb back and forth over my cheek. "What are you thinking about?"