The life I never wanted.

Chapter 12

A/N: I know I haven't updated in a while but I've been a bit busy. Here's Chapter 12. Enjoy.

Chapter 12:

The next morning when I awoke, I was entirely drained. Emotionally, mentally and physically. I looked at the clock to see I had slept in until 12:30. Something I never would have done back home.

Home. That word reminded once again of everything I had lost and that this was my home now. No matter how much I didn’t want it to be.

I decided to get up and shower at that point. I was still wearing the dirty and torn dress form the night before and the make-up that had streaked down my face and then dried made me look as if I was killed a hundred times over.

Once all the dirt and grime was washed from my body, I went to my closet and picked out some clothes that suited ME and not ANYONE ELSE. The bright green skinny jeans were my favourites and I grabbed a black shirt along with a pair of black Chucks to complete the outfit.

I debated whether or not to leave the room and the ache in my stomach ultimately decided for me. Cautiously I opened the door. I didn’t know how Lorna and Alexander were going to act towards me because of what I had said last night but I certainly wasn’t going to risk it. I padded down the stairs and noticed various servants dotted around. All of which stared at me with a knowing look. They’d obviously heard about what had happened.

Peering around the kitchen door, I let out a relieved sigh at the sight of Elise and only Elise. She glanced up at me upon my entrance and I could see in her eyes that she was curious about what occurred the night before but didn’t ask questions.

“Hello, Issae. Would you like me to make you something to eat?” She asked me politely.

“Just some buttered toast, if you don’t mind, Elise.” I replied, not really in the mood for something elaborate.

She nodded, “Of course.” Whilst she milled about the kitchen, I noticed her sending me curious glances now and then. I instantly knew what they were about.

“Spit it out, Elise. I know you want to ask me something.” I sighed.

She blushed before answering, “I just wanted to ask…Only if you want to mind…What exactly happened last night?” She still looked curious but I could tell she was serious not needing to know if I didn’t want her to.

“It’s fine, Elise.” I put a hand to my face and breathed out a heavy sigh before continuing. “I met the Prince last night and didn’t like what I saw.” I turned my gaze back to her to see her looking confused.

“What do you mean, Issae? From what I’ve heard, the Prince is quite nice.” Her confusion increased, causing her nose to wrinkle and make her look like a kitten. I may not swing that way but I had to admit that she looked adorable.

I smiled and looked back down at the table. By now my toast had popped but was forgotten as Elise and I spoke. “He turned up at my school a few days before I came here. He didn’t seem very nice to me then. In fact he was quite a snob, acting as though he were better than me. When I saw him last night, he didn’t change my opinion. At all.”

It was her turn to look down now, “I see. Well since you’re going to spend the rest of your life with him, he’s got the rest your lives to change your opinion.” She assured me. I managed to weakly smile back but before I could verbally reply, the door to the kitchen burst open.

A maid stood in the doorway, breathing heavily, as though she had just run a marathon. “Miss Petrov, your mother and father wish to speak with you in the living room.” The as quickly as she came, she scurried back out, without giving me a chance to reply.

I turned back to Elise. “Would you show me the way?” She smiled and nodded sympathetically before gesturing me to follow her.

The last thought I had before I got to them was, ’Please don’t let me die.’

A/N: Sooo there you go. Hope you liked it but I don't know when Chapter 13 will be up. But until then, Buh Bye.

Karla.D.