Chapter 30

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ch. 30

ARABELLA’S POV

 

 

The smell of new leather and plush seats did nothing to calm my nerves. At this point nothing would be able to calm me down.

My head was still held high, my jaw square, and my eyes flashing. I didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of seeing me broken even though they did break me.

Instead of seeing the landscape of my country through the dark windows I saw Daniel’s face. Over and over. His twisted arm, the swollen jaw, the bleeding gash on his back. I am sure that they killed him.

 I also couldn’t get his sunglasses out of my head, the twisted broken sunglass that I never got to take off.

I just hopped that when the police found him they would take him back to his family, whoever they may be.

“I really don’t understand why you are so upset my dear.” Orson pondered. I watched with dead eyes as he swished his drink around in his crystal glass.

He didn’t understand how I could be so upset. I didn’t understand how he couldn’t understand after everything he had done. So I said those very words to him.

His laugh echoed off the dark walls of the limo. “Everything I’ve done? I haven’t done a thing my dear!”

There was no use arguing so I closed my mouth and turned my head to the window. My neck protested at the sharp turn but I didn’t flinch at the pain.

The limo got quiet once again and I found my thoughts running through my head only adding to my headache. I had gotten myself in this mess. I never should have been Annie in the first place. It was careless and stupid.

It’s funny how everything falls into place when everything gets taken away.

What I wouldn’t give to tell Daniel who I really was. What I wouldn’t give to say those three words to him that I realized I feel, have felt. Those three words scared me to death but now I wish more than anything I would have spoken them to him.

What I wouldn’t give to wrap my arms around my best friend. What I wouldn’t give to apologize to Kara. It all seems so dumb now, so childish. Shame prickles my skin as I think about what a horrible friend I had become.

What I wouldn’t give to see Lizzie smile again. To see her full of life. To see her dance and laugh and jump. I would wrap my arms around her and tell her how amazing she is.

“We’re here.”

The words dragged me out of my daydream and back into reality. I don’t know which was worse- my regret filled dream and my soon to be gone reality.

“And were exactly is here.” I said looking out this dark window. We had been in the car for an hour, maybe two so I knew we weren’t out of the country but other than that I had no idea.

“Home.” Orson got out of the car with a slight spring in his step.

I carefully ducked my head and got out of the car slowly. As soon as my feet touched the ground I was pulled to my feet as handcuffs slid around my wrists. I barely felt the cold metal; my body was swarming with other emotions, shock.

His house must have been just as big as the castle, if not bigger. There were people walking all around and tending to the lavish gardens. The large garage was open and although I didn’t know any of the cars names you could tell by their glossy coats that they were expensive.

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