I'm Jemima Thomas, Diana was my first friend, my best friend. I miss you.
this story will be based on what happened to Diana, this might upset some people, t.w eating disorder's and self harm are mentioned.
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prince charles as prince charles
||JEMIMA's POV||
Diana and I were best friends, and had been since birth, we were born 2 days apart and we were like family to eachother.
Me and Diana sat at the dinner table. Sarah, Diana's sister had her boyfriend charles over. Charles as in prince charles. Me and Diana weren't all that fussed though, mainly because we'd got strict instructions by Sarah not to talk to him.
Sarah and Charles walked into the dining room, she was all over him, like a bad rash and he didn't seem bothered. Suddenly, Diana stood up as he approached us.
"nice to meet you." Charles said to diana as he shook her hand and she curtsied.
"thank you." she smiled.
that's when everyone went silent and looked at me
"what?" i shrugged
Sarah gave me a stern look and nodded towards Charles. I huffed and stood up, with a fake smile and shaking Charles' hand
"lovely to meet you, your highness." I greeted
"thank you very much." he returned the smile
Charles and Sarah left to go and ride around Althorp as me and Diana went up to her bedroom.
"don't you feel desperately sorry for him?" Diana asked me
"me? why would i feel sorry for him?" i responded
"a) my sister's wrapped around his neck." Diana started
"and?" i said
"and you know? she's quite, uh a tough ol' thing." she whispered
"Di!" i whisper-yelled
"if she had her blinkers on, she'd get what she wanted and you know it." she responded, making me snort.
just then, we heard a knock on the door, it was Sarah and Charles.
"yes?" Di glanced
"do either of you know where the lights are?" Sarah asked the two of us, and we did know where the light switches were. They were hidden. so she was livid that we knew and she didn't, especially considering I wasn't even related to any of them, I was a family friend.
Charles turned to Diana with a smile "well, why don't you take me up there?"
if he thinks that she is going to fall to his knees like everyone else does, he is wildly mistaken - i thought to myself.
Diana looked confused, whilst Sarah sent her daggers, but, i knew that Diana couldn't care less, even though she'd gone red.
of course the both of us had thought, you know 'poor old thing' but neither of us were all that impressed about anything about him.
As Diana and I turned the lights on, Sarah spoke up, "now you can go." rolling our eyes, we walked off.
My best friend and I sat outside, I waited for her to speak, but, she remained silent, with a big grin.
"Diana." i groaned
"yes?" she responded
"what was that?" i asked her
"i don't know what you mean." she lied.
"well, why don't you take me up there?" I imitated
"Ha! that was actually good!" she chuckled
"i know i'm a big fan." i mocked
"of?" Diana replied
"you know? he's inspirational, he's taken on Sarah." I smirked
"sounds a nightmare." Diana laughed.
"you need to be careful, Di." i warned.
"i know. i think it just makes me feel better about myself, you know? 'cause he's an older man —um, who's in a prominent position, likes me and wants me around." she told me
"i know but do you think that maybe it's made you excited because a man — a man is prepared to talk to you — rather than a boy?" I asked her
"Yes. yes. yes. i'm sure that's a lot of it." Diana responded.
i wasn't really all that sure on Charles, but, she seemed to have control of it and it wasn't line anything had happened yet.
