She's GONE - A Fifty Shades Fanfiction

~Chapter 12 - Sarah ~

Suddenly, the hair on the back of my neck stood on end, and it felt like we were being watched while we were eating. Just as I was about to put the fork in my mouth, I saw Ana appear out of thing air. I must have looked like a moron to Christian. He and I were making some progress. I just didn't want to deal with Ana at the moment, but I needed too. I had questions.

Ana looked serious, but there wasn't anything I could do but gape at her. It wasn't like I could say anything to her with Christian watching me. What must he think of me? Did he think I was crazy?

Shoving the fork into my mouth, I started chewing to avoid any conversation. I did not want him to know I could see his dead wife. I could totally see him throwing me off the catamaran if he knew what I knew. I was not looking forward to telling him at all. When the time came, Ana was going to have to show herself.

Christian glanced over at the hall and then back at me, asking "Is everything all right, Sarah?" I could tell he was worried. Was he worried I was going to bail?

What should I tell Christian?

Finally looking at him, I gave him a nervous smile. "Oh it's fine. I'm fine. I was just thinking about earlier." I suddenly felt shy with Ana in the room. I glanced up at her briefly and I could tell she knew that Christian and I had made love. I couldn't tell if she was upset or jealous. If it was me, a little of both.

To my relief, Christian bought that, but I could tell he was still worried. What was he worried about? What was he thinking? He asked me what we should do tomorrow. I know what I wanted to do and I could tell that he wanted the same thing, but with Ana watching, I really didn't feel comfortable. Had she been watching us the whole time? God, if she was...We were going to have a lot to talk about.

I told Christian we needed to get back, I had bills to pay. What a lame excuse. It wasn't to get away from him but he was probably worried about that. I wanted to be with him more than anything. I tried to distract myself with the chicken salad.

My distraction didn't last long because I kept thinking about last night. More specifically the conversation we had after. I wanted to know more about what he won't tell me. I wanted to know who or what made those horrible little marks on his chest. If I keep pushing, it might push him right out the door. I had to be careful.

Just ask him, take the risk, it is worth it to bring us closer. "Christian..." His damn phone rang.

Christian sighed annoyed as he picked it up from the table, snapping his greeting as he answered, "Grey!"

I could tell by the way Christian was tensing up and glancing at me, he didn't want me to know who he was talking too. Maybe this was my time to leave the room and speak with Ana.

"I'll just handle this quickly." Christian got up from the sofa and headed out on the deck, sliding the door closed.

"Ana..." I whispered conspiratorially as I made my way over to her, stumbling along the way. "Let's go to state room to talk."

We headed down the hall and into the room; I closed the door, and turned to face her.

"All right...what the hell is going on?" I say a little too forceful. "I see you looking worried and he was acting strange when he got the call. Is this have to do with his past?"

"Oh...So he told you?" Ana was surprised.

Well if you call 'You don't want that shit in your head', yeah, he told me.

"Truthfully, I don't think he wants me to know or he's too scared to tell me." I bit my lip worried. "Whatever this shit is I think he believes I'm going to run away if I know." I glanced up at Ana.