IN LOVE WITH THE DEAD BILLIONAIRE

CHAPTER 4; DEEP TIES

“Make what up to me?”. I flipped the picture over and over again. This is clearly a clip of my younger self but why does this diary have it?

“Vendeya, Vendeya” A strange voice called I obviously went up to unconscious Kendrick but the call was not from him I began tracing the sound as it kept on saying my name, I was directed to the sound and saw it came from behind the wall I rubbed on the wall gently looking for what I do not even know…

Next was a sudden push I fell down with a loud thud, what followed was an opening In the walls, I looked in and saw what looks like a personal study room.

With the diary still In my hand I walk in slowly to the room, I stare at the four walls all at once grasping this art piece beauty well arranged private study. It belongs to the young master

It had a personal computer, some tape, a well arranged set of books and many other very cool stuff

However while I kept observing the order of the study, the voice called clearly again and this time I could realise it came from the room and beside a cupboard of books a long mirror as long as from the rooftop the ground.

The young master Kendrick stood staring at me while Inside the mirror, I immensely had a shiver, my footed deeply into my shoes I tried to move aback but he called me stretching his hands, well still within the mirror.

“Vendeya, please do not leave me here. I am not always given a chance to appear in this mirror, Vendeya I am not dead, I was cursed and trapped In the land of the dead. I really do need you to save me.” He said as he stared deeply strangely like though he was trying to recall an event.

I noticed the fine jawline, green eyes, white hair, oh gosh the height even in the mirror he appeared really tall. He was in a fine short sleeve vest. I could see his masculine build and was hell sure a whole lot of ladies would want him.

“So you feel I am the one in the best position to save you?” The words came out cause I was well confused I folded my arms around chest I had finally started overcoming my fear bit by bit but not totally suppressed

“I know you would come for me Vendeya, it has been in my dreams all this while, and aside from the fact that we have a past history together, Vendeya please break this mirror and save me. I am trapped in this mirror.” He said stretching his hands hoping I can break the mirror

But then the diary started glowing strangely, the pages flipping. I stared at the diary while it was swiftly flipping.

‘Vendeya!!!.” Kendrick in the mirror roared I looked at him and noticed something unusual his eyes were red but in a second it became green once again his fist clenched and then he proceeded a slightly chuckle letting loose his fingers, I felt a bit odd and then to confirm my suspicion the diary stop flipping and next was a writing big and bold

“DO NOT TRUST THE FIRST KENDRICK YOU SEE, I AM IN THE MIRROR AND WOULD APPEAR TO YOU WHEN IT IS RIGHT”

I stood firm but lost. Two Kendricks? One telling me to free him, another telling me to leave?

“Vendeya, why don't you choose to help me?” Kendrick in the mirror asked he kept on pleading just then a thought came into my head, why don't you act like a normal person would.

I simply held on to the diary and walked out of the study. The walls locked in. I proceeded to to turn off the lights and slept off until the next day

The next day

The next morning Kendrick, still unconscious, resting peacefully, I proceeded to take my bath, thereafter to the young master with the aid of the automatic stretcher however something strange occurred the same music I was asked to play automatically turned on which of course I thought of for a bit but later ignored.

I wiped his body gently with a warm towel when I was done, clothed him, laid him back on the bed then I noticed something. His hands moved closer to mine with a faint smile on his face but I wrapped the thought off saying “you are obviously a troublesome person.” While I smirked.

Right in time his mom walks in alongside her male assistant. “Vendeya child, how was your night? Anything unusual feel free to let me know” she asks, moving closer but towards her son.

“No ma everything went well.” I replied to her , my eyes narrowed, not sure of who to trust.

“Okay, why do I feel you are the one with the only right intention for me?” She then smiles broadly at me “Stay here for my son Vendeya.” She said as she felt His head, his temperature Normal she observed.

“My Son has no one to take this offer and keep him company mainly males so I had to agree to Female applications.” She continued.now .checking for more bodily Changes

“It is no problem ma, I agreed to this freely, Everything is going to be alright.” I replied giving her some reason to clear off her doubts “I may excuse you for a while madam.” I continued as I left her to be with her son alone

I stepped outside to grab some fresh air, the view was definitely nicer at dawn, I sat silently on a garden couch, I realized I had taken the diary out with me.

‘Well well, what do we have here?.” I flipped through the diary again calmly and carefully without fear until I see a bold writing the ink looks familiar at the end was a signature saying Kendrick Voss

The letter was soothing and sweet with the words

“If someday I cannot speak…

I hope someone kind finds this diary.

Someone who will sit beside me even in silence.” I pause , my chest warming and beating so fast.

I kept on reading

“If that someone happens to be you, Vendeya…thank you. I always felt safer when you were nearby. And I am very sorry for offending you.”

My jaws dropped, several thoughts ran in my head, the words were not magic, not scary, just a simple and genuine piece of his heart…