Chapter 22 ~ 3 am

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There was a loud knock at my hotel door.

I sat up in my sheets, my bed, my empty bed. I rubbed my eyes until they began to slowly ache. I struggled to keep them open. I looked to one side and saw the time of the alarm clock on my beside table.

It was 3 in the morning. Who could it possibly be? Maybe my father ? Then I wouldn't open it.

But maybe it was Arthur. Maybe he had forgiven me.

That I highly doubt.

What was the harm in answering it?

I got up and before I answered I looked through the hole in my door.

Arthur ! I was right.

Finally I could have my boy back. My Arthur, no Charles, no guilt, no sadness.

I opened it quicker than I had meant to.

I stood in front of him awkwardly in my pyjamas waiting for one of us to do something.

Suddenly another person appeared behind him.

'May we come in ?' Asked Charles.

'Sure ?' The confusion in my voice being very clear.

They both came inside and stood together in the middle of my hotel room, at the end of where my bed sat.

'What's going on ?' I asked heading towards them both.

'You need to decide Y/n.' Charles told me.

'It's 3 I m the morning couldn't this have waited?' I groaned glancing at my bed.

'I couldn't sleep, you know what I'm like.' Arthur finally spoke.

'Okay fine.' I gave in.

I knew who I would choose. I've known that I'd always choose him since the first time I ever saw him. Since he payed for my drink in that coffee shop one random day in spa. Since he first gave me that stupid nickname, since the first time he held me in his arms as we fell asleep. I would always choose Arthur.

But.

If I choose him than what happens to me and Charles?

What happens to the two brothers?

What happens between me and one of my favourite people, the boy who I'd go drinking with when my dad pushed me too far, the boy I'd tell everything to on the first night we'd met. Where would this stand?



'I can't decide.' I spat out.

'Arthur you're my boyfriend, fake or not.' I began.

'Wait what?' Charles asked.

I ignored him, that was all apart from the point.

'You're my favourite person in the world and I don't know what I'd do without you.' His gaze softened when he looked at me now.

'And Charles I've never loved you, but you are also my best friend and you've helped me so much when I needed you.' I continued.

'You've never loved him? So you've loved me?' Arthur picked.

'Isn't it obvious? We broke so many of our rules and I couldn't help but fall in love with you Arth.' I confessed.

'Then choose me Y/n!' He raised his voice.

'Arthur I don't want to hurt either of you! No matter how much I love you! And I can't be the  person who pulls two brothers appart. I won't!' I reminded him.

'Love has no limits Y/n. You've said it yourself in the past.' He told me.

'I'm so sorry to you both that I've already hurt you so much.' I apologised.

'Can you go now ? Please.' I asked with tears in my eyes.

'Whatever you need.' Charles muttered.

They both soon left.

When the door closed behind them I locked it from the inside and slid down it. I sat on the floor with my back against the door.

Knees to my chest and head in my hands.

Covering my face in my own salty tears.

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Sorry that this chapter was short. Thanks for reading ~ y/a xx

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