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My eyes widen as they well up with tears, "Like... a new pair of lungs?" I whisper out, my hand going on my mouth.
"Yes, your majesty. The organ is scheduled to deliver in six hours"
"Is there ANY way we can speed that up" My chest grows heavy as I almost feel excited.
My Julie's coming home soon.
"N-"
"I swear to god you will make this process faster or I will have your head" I scoff. Using my power like this is one I absolutely hate but I need to save her. If being a little rude and pushy gets her home, I'd do anything.
"Ok your majesty, I'll see what I can do"
"Good. I'll be back at sixteen hundred and I expect some improvements. Thank you" I say before slamming my phone into my pocket
I let out a deep breath and go to the bathroom to splash some water in my face. I put on a fake smile before walking back out to those oblivious children.
Just a few more hours. I can make it right?
I breathe out as I sit in the back of the armoured car. The windows tinted to black but one rolled down beside me so I can wave goodbye to the children.
Once we get far enough the window rolls up and I fall onto the seat sans seatbelt. "Everything ok your majesty?" Julie's replacement asks. I haven't bothered learning his name and don't intend to.
"Who knows? About Julie?" I ask, fiddling with the kings ring on my finger. It's a ring my family passes down from generations. It goes on your left ring finger till the son is wed, then you place it on whatever hand you really want. It symbolizes your commitment to the monarch. My father gave it to me when I was only ten.
"A lot of people. People aren't happy about it all Luke-"
I shake my head with a laugh, "Don't call me Luke. It's Prince Lucas or anything else. You don't get to call me Luke" I snap, feeling irritable.
"I'm sorry your majesty"
"Good. I just wanna go home" I scoff before slouching in my seat.
I walk with an authoritative step into the castle. My doctor recommended to wait longer. To wait till I've fully healed and no longer feel any kind of pain or discomfort. Whatever.
A buzz in my pocket snaps me from my thoughts as I check who might be calling me. Dad? No not him. I check the phone and see... my sister? Since when does she call me, "What is it you roach" I say into the phone.
"Wow. The heck is up with you? You seriously have zero back bone do you?"
I crease my brow and laugh, "Blake, did I miss something..."
"I've been gone at a fricken boarding school for ages. Have you really been that busy or whatever?"
I lean back against one of the opposite walls and huff, "Father sent you to boarding school?" I say with a little anger.
"Yeah" She says softly.
"I will kill that son of a bitch. How're you liking it- wait where are you?" I ask, crossing my arms.
"Poland... or England... or the states... not really sure"
I roll my eyes and laugh softly, "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, it's been actually good here. I'm just a little upset how you never noticed"
I roll my eyes and continue my walk to Julie, "There's shit here. Father is constantly mad, Morgan had her baby, my guard is a girl and needs a lung transplant-"
"So now you see it?"
My eyes widen as I stop in my tracks, "You knew!"
"It's kinda obvious, also I was eavesdropping on her the other day. Heard her on the phone talking about girl stuff"
"Girl stuff" I mock. My voice going up a thousand octaves. "Do you want me to bring you home?" I say turning back to be serious.
"Nah, I'm fine. Just don't let Amaranth crash and burn without me. I gotta go to class, talk later" And she hangs up the phone.
Just focus on Julie. Not my life crumbling. Clean up one mess at a time then things will eventually fall into place. Little wins right? Extinguish the little fires first.
"Where is she?" I ask as I stop dead in my tracks infront of Julie's room. Seeing the guards gone as well as the body of my wounded guard.
The doctor walks over to me with a confused look, "She's being prepped for the transplant. I can take you to her but she's kinda asleep"
I nod and let out a wavered breath, "Please"
The doctor walks me across the medical wing. Julie laying in bed as a nurse pokes her with a ton of different sharp things and other. I don't pay much attention to what they're doing to her, just her.
"Oh my" I breathe out as I can't stand to see this, "And she'll be ok after? She'll wake up and WONT have that tube down her throat?"
"Correct" The doctor nods as someone dressed in a full scrub cap and other surgical type clothing walks in, "They're ready for her"
I nod, "Give us a minute" I nod with a soft yet forced smile. The doctors leave me and I kneel to the ground so my chin is resting on her bed. I turn my cheek into the mattress and sigh, "You're getting lungs today baby. This is a good thing. A really fucking good thing"
My hand reaches out and finds hers, our fingers lacing together slightly, "Just make it home to me ok? We will figure this out now that- well I don't pay attention to the people around here but I'm sure they know. We got this"
I laugh softly, thinking about what she would say if she was awake or able to speak, "I know, I know. I'm the big shot crown prince kneeling for some girl. You aren't just some girl to me Julie, you're the only person who gets me. I don't care anymore that you lied to me, I just want you home" I stand up and lean over, placing a kiss on her forehead, "I'll see you soon darling"
The doctors come in and, with a tear in my eye, she's wheeled away to an OR.
Dear lord, please keep her safe.
A light hand taps my shoulder and I shoot awake. My head whips around at the sudden wake from the sleep I drifted into after hour six of waiting.
"Huh? Is she awake?" I stutter, looking up at Carrie in her sleeping gown yet a face of natural makeup done.
Carrie sits next to me on the small double couch and takes my hand in hers, "No, she's not awake but she's out of surgery"
My eyes soften and jaw hangs slightly, "Did it work" I say with almost a hesitation. Like i don't want to know the answer unless it's good news.
She smiles and nods, "It worked"
I can't help myself when I start crying. Those hours- days waiting have felt like I'm drowning and finally, now I'm able to come up for air. "She's ok?"
"She's ok" Carrie repeats and this makes things even more real. The tears become fatter and more warm as I try to quickly wipe them away, "Aw Luke"
I lean into her side as Carrie holds me tight. Her hand rubs back and forth slightly on the back of my clothes, quickly realizing I fell asleep in my suit and tie. Whatever.
"Wanna go see her?" Carrie whispers which almost makes my tears dry, "Let's go ok?"
She takes my hand as we walk towards the recovery rooms. My heart hammers inside my chest I think it'll puncture itself on my lungs or something.
The door opens and a curtain rod is casted around the bed. "I'll give you two some alone time" Carrie gives my hand one last squeeze before walking out.
With a heavy heart and step, I reach forward and pull back the curtain. My heart drops and more anxiety kicks in. This is when Julie would've helped me through an anxiety attack of some sort.
I open the door and face Carrie, her expression dropping to concern, "Hey Luke, it's just Julie. You got this ok?" She places her hands on my shoulders.
Like a switch goes off in my head, I shake it left to right in a vigorous motion, "Julie- she- she's"
"She's ok, I know" Carrie smiles softly.
My head continues to shake back and forth, "She's not there"
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I'm back yall, and so are the cliffhangers in italics. Where tf could Julie have gone? SHES KNOCKED OUT ON ANASTASIA!
Anyways, with school and such I haven't had much time to write but I'm not forgetting about y'all... granted this chapter was ready 48 hours ago and I totally forgot to post it... so what about 12:45am on a Friday eh?
-Kk