Alaina's Destiny Book 1

Chapter 8

                  STACEY

This whole thing is weird, I mean who was that on the phone and why did he sound so upset and worried? I haven't heard from Alaina in almost 24 hours and it's starting to worry me.

*Flashback to the phone call*

It's ringing so that means Alaina is off the plane good maybe now I can see where she is.

"Hello?" A Guys voice says as he picks up.

"Um, hi?"

I can't help but sound confused. I was not expecting a guy to answer her phone.

"H-hi," he says, sounding like he doesn't know where to go with this conversation.

"You're not Alaina," I say, pointing out the obvious.

"No, my name's Ashton. I met her on the plane. Um...who are you?"

I'm still trying to figure out who this guy is. His voice is familiar and so French sounding.

"I'm her best friend. I was supposed to pick her up from the airport, but I can't find her."

"Oh...yeah um everything is fine."

"Really? Because you sound distressed."

Apparently, I'm not good at keeping people calm but this is just getting weird.

"Yeah...I mean no! I mean yes!" "Look, everything's fine."

"Okay..."

Ok so I don't believe this guy. He can't even tell me what's going on. I want to know what's happening to my best friend.

"Um, I'm gonna go now."

"Good idea. This is getting weird."

"Yeah. Can you just do me one favor?" He says. Like I'm actually going to listen to a stranger.

"If anyone calls you asking about her, can you just tell them everything's fine?"

"Why?" Really that's all I can say? What is wrong with me today.

"Because...just because. Please? Alaina really needs you to do this."

There's a pause, which seems to last forever but can you really blame me. I'm talking to a stranger who I have never met before.

"Okay," I say finally agreeing. "Real quick, before you go...you said your name is Ashton?"

"Yeah."

"And I can tell by your accent that you live here in France. You don't have a relationship to the king, do you?"

I've barely talked with him three minutes, but I can tell something is different about this guy.

"No. No, I don't," he says rather quickly.

There's no way he would tell me the truth. I've never even met this guy and he clearly can't trust me yet.

"Sorry," I pause "I have a bad habit of speaking without thinking sometimes."

"It's ok." His voice starts to shake. "Um, I gotta go."

And just like that he ended the call.

*Back to After the Call*

Why did I accuse him of being the King? Sometimes I let my mind get the better of me and that can't be a good thing in this situation. He didn't sound like he was too thrilled with talking to me. But that should be the least of my problems. I need to find a way to know where my best friend is but how? I don't know anything other than the fact this guy has her phone.