Ava's POV
I looked at him what just what. "What." Standing to his feet he glares at the sunlight hitting his face, that can't be good for your eyesight. "Eric is X."
"What."
He rolled his eyes I could already tell what he was thinking right now 'Ava is so clueless.' But then again I was "His mother died when giving birth to him, X couldn't have blackmailed him about his mother. She's already dead. It doesn't make sense unless..."
He gave me a look waiting for my mind to finally start working, I stood up "He's X." Thomas nodded. And grabbing those letters he stood there watching me. Well this was make me flustered. His gaze was burning into me and I actually couldn't take it anymore.
"What now." I asked he blinked his long lashes casting a shadow over his beautiful face, he was glowing in the faint light of the sun. He looked otherworldly. "We get Eric."
I frowned, "Where is he." Probably writing another letter to ruin my life I though bitterly. "In his room, the kid never leaves his room." Thomas mummered.
I walked a little closer to Thomas and almost as if noticing my fear he wrapped his slim fingers around mine and squeezed them "It'll be fine Ava...you have me."
I nodded and squeezing his hand back and replied "Let's go." And with that he pulled me down the hallways down to Eric's room. He slowed a bit down for me and hesatinly asked the next question "Tell me was it worth it?"
I turned to him in confusion "What was?" He visibly glued as he continued "Doing all of this, we were so perfect." I signed.
"Of course not Thomas" I replied softly smiling at him. Nodding shyly he pulled me in front of the room of the door. Reaching a hand on to the surface wood of the door, I knocked here we go.
A few seconds later, Eric opened the door and the blood drained from his face his eyes fell to our linked hands. And I unconsciously pulled them away, but Thomas linked them again. And Eric visibly gluped.
"What can I help you guys with" He asked forcing a dim smile to his face, I knew he knew we knew so what was the point of pretending?
I rolled my eyes and bluntly said "We know." Eric just gave us a confused look.
"I have no idea what y'all are talking about."
This bitch.
Thomas groaned next to me and took a threating step closer to Eric "Cut the case Eric."
Suddenly he smirked and he looked normal again, the blood was back on his face he was smirking and looked very cocky. "I'm sorry." He mummered.
I rolled my eyes, did he actually think anyone was going to forgive him. "Sorry doesn't cut it." Thomas harshly replied.
Eric's smirk got bigger and grinning lazily at me he mummered "That's fine, I'm not even sorry. I'm quite happy actually."
Thomas's brow quirked, what was this guy playing at. Cocking one eyebrow he challenged us.
"Do you know how fucked up the royal family is Ava" He said his attention diverting to me. What?
He continued "Thomas's great-uncle or as the people liked to call him, the savior. Stole about six million from his people so he could hook up with world class prostitutes or as he liked to put it exotic ladies with out his wife knowing."
What?
"Thomas's cousin twice removed, the great french queen as called by the people. Used to cut herself since she was nine becuase of depression."
"Thomas's own father, stole thousands from the people, and was even going to force his son to marry the fifty-year old countess of Italy until you came along."
He wrinkled his nose taking in my apperance and smugly replied "Not that your a improvement. At least she had money."
This fu-
Thomas cut in "That's enough, is this the reason you did all this? Because the royal family, is just so messed up?"
Eric rolled his eyes at Thomas nad focused his attetnion on me again "Are you sure you want to join this family Ava? I was really doing you a favor."
I rolled my eyes "Answer the question."
His smirk dropped and he signed "Remember the girl I told you about" he said turning to me.
'I was best friends with this girl, and this guy. If you don't mind I'd rather not mention names. Anyway, best friends was’t even a word to describe us we were inseparable. We were friends since childhood, I had known them for as long as I could rembember and my friend...the guy he was like my brother. The girl...not so much I didn’t think of her like a sister she meant more to me. Way more. As a child I had a bit of a crush on her. But as we grew older, my feelings grew stronger. I realized one day I was in love with her. She said she couldn't go out with me that day and she said, the guy...my other best friend had asked her to meet him that day. But she said she loved me back, and I was overjoyed. She promised me we could go out another day. But my friend still betrayed me.I was furious with him and I went and called him and screamed at him, but he told me to calm the fuck down and told me he didn’t think of her like that. He only asked her to meet him, because he needed to talk to her about a different girl. He promised it would only take about ten minutes and he would return her right to me, I of course agreed to this. And so I went to the fanciest palace I could think of and I waited for her there, I waited and waited. But they never came. I got a call...I heard they had been in a accident, I immediately rushed over to the hospital. She di-died two days later, I never got to take her on that date. I never got to be with her. I never got to see her again. My other friend he was perfectly fine just a few scratches he was driving the car and a drunk driver crashed on to them. Part of the glass crashed and it was about to fall right on to him and he was paralyzed with fea and when she tried to push him away. The glass fell on her and the car spun and she fell out the car and banged her head on the ground. There was no saving her."
"The one who died" I mummered recalling the memory.
He involuntary flinched at that but nodded and then glared at Thomas "It's his fault she's dead" he hissed out.
Thomas eyes went wide at the accusation and he softly asked "Bella?"
"Don't say her name" yelled Eric flinching as if he'd been slapped. "You don't deserve to say her name."
Oh my god.
It just clicked in my mind, the friend that Eric said his girl had thrown himself in front of was Thomas. So he blamed Thomas for her death.
Oh dear.
I looked at Thomas he looked crestfallen he took a careful step towards Eric almost as if was going to give him a hug. Eric jumped back and pressed his back against the wall.
My heart hurt, he was sobbing into his hands. Broken and defeated. I hated him for what he had done, but I felt terrible for him. It was hard to not when he looked so devasted. And done.
"I'm sorry Eric" Thomas softly said. Eric snapped back to life and glared at him.
"You don't understand a thing. You don't understand, no one understands. I loved her, my father abused me you know."
Thomas froze at this and his eyes went wide as for me my mouth just dropped open as he said this.
"Who would be there for me? Not you! Too busy learning how to run a country. She would take care of me. Clean my wounds. Help me rest, be there for me. She was the only person I had, and she's dead. You don't understand how much she meant to me, she was my everything. When it came to her, I would do anything. And now she's dead because of you. She's gone becuase of you. Why did she fucking save you."
He yelled sinking onto the floor and buring his face into his knees as he cried. Holy shit. I looked at Thomas he was speechless.
Eric looked up at us "Why couldn't it have been me...I wish I had died instead. I deserve to die anyways."
Author's note
Its finally the weekend. Thank the gods. I was getting so sick of school.
Anywho thoughts on this chapter?
This story is coming to a end really quick. Don't be too sad guys.
I'm celebrating. I'm so done with writing this, only thing I'm excited is too finish it. Lol.
Anyways I'll update soon. Byeeee.💜 I purple you guys. You know who you are.💜
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