Kingdom Keepers- Twisted Love

Chapter Nine | Twisted Love | { Kingdom Keepers }

"No, no, sweetie," Amanda scolded Finn. "Don't use that, use this." She handed him a warm wet rag to wipe the counter down, as she took the napkin he was going to use. She held it up to his face.
"We do not use napkins." She made it clear. Jess sat in the corner, thinking about Tim. He was helping Finn and Amanda clean. That's when he got Jess's attention. Tim was talking with Mandy.
"I KNOW!" Amanda exclaimed a little too loud. They were laughing.
"It's just so hard!" They both nodded their heads in agreement.
"So next time, we should watch..." Amanda started speaking, but then they ended up saying the last part in unison.
"The first episode to the second season." Both of them looked at each other in the eye, then smiled.

"Thank you." Maybeck whispered into Charlene's ear.
"You are certainly welcome." She smiled. They both looked up at the stars.
"Do you..." Maybeck started to talk, but he couldn't finish. He got choked up. "Do you think Isabella is going to leave?" He used her full name. Charlene sat up and starred off into the night sky. She wanted to forget.
"I don't know. But we have to support her." She bit her lip back.
"We have t-" Charlene didn't want to talk about it, so she kissed Maybeck... hard. He kissed her back.
"Don't talk about it." She whispered in his ear. He obeyed, and went in for the kiss again. All of the sudden, they felt a chill, which was weird... MALEFICENT? No, it was... Snowing? In Florida? How is that even possible?

Willa stood outside of Philby's house in the cold. It had started snowing, randomly, so she made sure she was warm. She walked over to his house, which took an hour. He was expecting her though. She had texted him earlier telling him, that she was on her way. So there she was, her hair was waved like the 40's kind of style. Her lips were a bright red, and she wore a polka dot dress, that was a dark blue at the top. She looked like a young women from the 40's. But, she was freezing and had a dark purple jacket on. It was like a London coat, at least she called it that. Her cheeks were dark red. She knocked on his door, and moments later he answered.
"Willa." He pulled her inside fast. "Willa, are you okay?" He was talking very fast, but when she took of her coat, he starred at her. She was beautiful. A little vintage going on, but it looked good on her.
"Willa! You are..." He stopped and starred at her chocolate eyes. "Amazing." They both smiled. Then she walked to the couch and sat down, him following behind her like a puppy.
"Dell Philby," She sat up straight. She looked around then starred at him. "I've come to say goodbye." She reached a piece of paper out of her purse. His eyes widened.
"What... What... Wait why? What is that."
"My ticket to freedom." She put it back into her purse. It was silent.
"Don't go Willa." He kneeled down, begging her eyes. Isabella pursed her lips.
"Why?"
"Because.. I love you." He bit his lip. "I can be your prince. Will you be my princess?" He asked. Her eyes strayed from his.
"I'm leaving in two days."
"Isabella Angelo, I love you so much, words can not describe how much I love you, it isn't even funny when I think about you." He then got up, pulling her to her feet. Placing a hand on her shoulder and another one on her face, he pressed his lips against hers.

{ Willa's POV }

He placed a hand on my shoulder. This is it... It was coming... I've been waiting for this kiss for over five years. He was going to do it if I liked it or not. Then his lips met mine, and it was like that for seconds. Finally when he pulled away, tears were in my eyes. Swallowing hard, I told him the truth.

"I have been waiting forever for that." Our faces stayed close. "But in all honesty..." I chocked up, as I was in awe with myself for what I was about to say...