Chapter 11: The Shooting Range

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Verena Alana Revvet:

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Verena Alana Revvet:

It's been 3 days.

Three whole days of being locked up in this dark, huge room with Zara.

Our breakfast, lunch and dinner gets sent in by the same one maid. We haven't seen anyone else. Not even Satori. 

We have everything we need in here so there's no need to come out of the room, but for three days?

I still had my phone with me from when i shoved it in my bra, and i'm positive no one other then Zara knows about it.

The first day i rushed to call my dad and Zara called her brothers. My dad was beyond upset when he heard the news and how he had to find out that i'm getting married by and invitation and not by me telling him. 

I felt so horrible and i cried strait after that call, in the bathroom.

I told him i couldn't get through to him because they changed the rule about sim cards in Italy and that it took me while to get one. He had a hard time believing it and kept expressing how worried he is about me. I can't help but feel so terrible about it.

My dad's only 46 but i still would never want him to be stressing about me like he was. I called him every day for 3 days and hopefully that doesn't have to change.

He texts me every 3 hours to see if im okay and it makes my love for him grow even more.

"Can i just call my brother's real quick it won't take long i promise." Zara asks from beside me while we both stare at the walls. The one thing they forgot to put in this room was a god damn tv or any sort of entertainment. I'm glad they put a charger in one of the draws for my phone. It kept us entertained for a while but then we just grew bored.

"Yeah of course, you don't even need to ask girl." I tell her handing the phone. She gives a small smile as she dial's the number.

Ever since the incident at the police station Zara has just been kind of moping around. I know it reminded her of her mother and i feel so terrible.

I'm not any better. It was my first time seeing someones life taken so easily in front of my own eyes. It happens in movies all the time but when you see it in person. You can't even think. However we both got over it kinda quickly and i feel guilty. Like it should bother me more?

I don't know whats going on with the wedding, i think i get married in 2 days? I really have no idea. We didn't go the wedding dress fitting and no one has spoken a word about it.

Zara comes back after 15 minutes.

"Everything okay." I ask and she nods yawning.

"I don't know why i'm so tired recently but i feel like i could sleep for a whole month!" She giggles and i role my eyes.

"Well that's because its 2:54 am idiot." I reply showing her my phone screen.

She laughs moving onto the bed with me, cuddling into my shoulder.

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