Tragically a Princess

Chapter 11 It's Rough

I get up the next morning still pissed off. I get dressed and throw all of my stuff in my bag. I don't want to go to school, but I also don't want to stay here either. It's a lose-lose situation.

I open my door and see Beckett there, ready to knock. "You're ready to go?" he asks.

"What's it look like." I snap.

"I- okay, let's go." He says.

I follow him down to the car. I get in and the ride there is quiet. Beckett sits on his phone. Another thing I can't have right now. I lean my head against the window. I should have stayed in bed this morning. I'm ready to go back to bed now.

"Tessa, are you okay?" Beckett asks,

"What do you think?"

"If you want to go somewhere, tell me and we can probably go."

I shake my head. "That's not the point," I say, trying not to cry. "I feel isolated."

"Oh."

"And I feel like you don't want to talk to me and push me away."

"I don't want to push you away."

"Is someone making you push me away?"

"No, no, no one is making me push you away-"

"So, you're just pushing me away?"

"No, no, this job. You're still my friend I promise it to you, and I haven't been a very good friend lately, you're right."

I just look at him. I don't want to do this anymore. I want my old life back. The simple life.

"I'm sorry Tessa. Things were done for a reason, and I tried to ignore them and I shouldn't have." He apologizes.

I appreciate it, but I don't care right now. I want to go home. "I want to go home."

"I can call and we don't have to go to school today." He says opening his phone.

"No, I don't want to go back there. I want to go home, where I grew up." I tell him.

"You can't go back there and I don't think you'd want to go back."

"Why?"

"Because of bad memories of what you saw."

"What if I want to go back?"

"They're not going to let you."

"Ever?"

"They'll let you go back to America at some point, of course, but they'll do their best to keep you away from that house."

I turn and look out of the window, not sure about a lot. "Do you want to go back home to the palace?"

I shake my head. "I just want to go to school."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure, we're already halfway there."

"Okay, if that's what you want."

I nod.

"Okay."

We get to school and get out of the car. "Did you get your homework done?" Beckett asks.

"Yeah, did you?"