It Was All a Mistake (A Selection Fanfiction)

Chapter 8: Secrets and Lies

Aurelie's PoV:

"Honey, I have some news, and I can't say it's good," I heard my mom say on the phone.

"Well, as long as it isn't bad news about Tyler, I'm fine," I assure her. Thinking about something happening to Tyler was terrifying. My little brother was 14, and he was the most mature boy I had ever known. He worked so hard for our family, since we were poor. He had to work multiple jobs just to earn enough money for food. However, when we saw the sign-up sheet for the Silvercrest Academy for Young Royals, he told me that he'd work extra shifts just to earn enough money to let me attend. I had protested against it, but he didn't listen. The only reason I was here was because of Tyler.

"Umm..." I hear my mom choke, and then weeping. Oh my god, something happened to him! No, no, no, no, no, NO!!! That can't be right! He's my brother!!! He couldn't have had an accident! No, maybe... maybe mom's just sick.

"Mom? Please, I beg of you, PLEASE don't tell me something happened to Ty."

"H-h-hon-honey... he was involved in a car accident." I hear more crying, this time even harder than before.

"Noooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!" I cry, making an ear-splitting wail that could be heard for miles.

"I'm sooo sorry, honey," my mom sniffles, and I can already tell she's blaming herself for Ty's death.

"Mom... it's not your fault..." I pause before shedding tears. That's when I hear Bree waking up. Oh no... she can't see me like this! I quickly wipe my tears and grab some concealer to cover up the redness near my eyes. Brianna walks toward me, and I can tell that she knows something had happened. She patiently waits for me to finish talking with my mom, and as soon as I hung up, she hugged me. "What's wrong?" she asks. I shake my head violently, and I blurt, "M-m-my little brother j-just d-d-d-died!!!!!" I realize my voice cracked, probably from 30 minutes of constant crying. She looks at me sympathetically. "I can tell he meant the world to you," she consoles me. I can tell that she's not good with comforting people, but I try to ignore the strain in her voice. She probably never even felt this sad before! I feel my anger boiling up inside of me, ready to just flow out. And it does. "You don't understand!" I spat, and leave.

After a while, I start to feel bad. She just tried to make me feel better, after all. I decided that I would apologize as soon as we were both in our dorm. I sit down on the window seat, and look out the bay window. I spot Brianna talking to some blonde girl. That's when I see the fully-loaded paintbrush fly and land in Bree's hair. "Eek, that's gross," I think. And sure enough, Brianna looks furious, but then settles down. "How can she do that!? Why is she perfect at EVERYTHING!!" I shout out loud. That's when I realize... I'm jealous. No wonder she's been spending all her time with the prince and not me. She probably thinks I'm a spoiled brat. I decide to walk outside and take in some fresh air.

I turn a sharp corner, and bump into the duke. I had seen him before, and he was quite young, as was the duchess. He was maybe in his early 20s. His tan hair and fair skin with a couple freckles here and there were adorable! "We meet again," he laughs. "We always seem to bump into each other," I notice. He grins at that, and then surprises me. "I don't have to advise the princess and prince tomorrow, so would you like to watch a movie with me?"

"Um... sure!" I reply, super excited. This immediately turned my sad day into a super awesome day! We hug each other and leave to our rooms. Okay... I'll apologize later, but tonight I have to get ready for dinner with the royal family.

I quickly slip on a cocktail dress that is gray silk embedded with tiny crystal beads. I put on a matching headband, shoes, and earrings, and I head out the door.

I sit in a chair, and I notice Bree is sitting next to the blonde that she met today in the garden, as well as another girl. They introduce themselves, and I find myself feeling jealous once again. I ignore the feeling, and eat dinner.

When I finally fall asleep, I keep thinking about how I'm going to apologize to Bree tomorrow. Oh well, I'll figure it out later.

***Sorry this is such a short + bad chapter... I have to get ready for bed-sooooooo... I'll try to update soon! And in case you're wondering why I'm updating so frequently- its b/c of 1) I'm bored trying to study, and 2) I hate it when I read a book on Wattpad that has only 2 sections and the person literally NEVER updates---  XOXO, frozenenchantress