Royal

Royal-Chapter 22

It's here! Sound the alarms!! Yes I know I've been awol, but I'm back. I do recall saying I'm not good with schedules. I've been all over the place basically. I never write chapters in order. So you will get some faster than the others, but without further ado. Chapter 22!

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-----------------------------------------        The Last Supper : Part 2

Once he left I rushed upstairs to begin rummaging threw my things. I needed my contacts, house keys and a couple more items I shoved into my bag.

Before I left I took a detour into Mason's room. Opening the door, the room still smelled like him. 

I should leave him a note. The paper on his desk was almost a sign. Now I just needed a pen. I went threw every desk drawer. For a guy that does a lot of office work you with think he has some pens laying around here. When I open the what seemed to be the one hundredth drawer a picture laid across his perfectly aligned socks.

I was in love with an organization freak.  The woman had long flowing brown hair. Curls that seemed to never end. But it wasn't the obnoxious frizzy out of control curls but the subtle ones that every girl  spends way to much to buy a curling iron for.  Her smile was wide. And her eyes were so vibrant. If it wasn't for the pregnant belly and the date on the back of the picture I would have guessed it was Mason's sister. Another hint was that the picture was ripped in half. I'm guessing it was his father.

Mason didn't talk to much about him, but when he did it was so harsh.  Eventually I found the pen and wrote a short note.

Dear Mason,

Your a jerk. You left me for two weeks without any sign that your still alive. So I very much dislike you for that. Next, I love you. I'm sorry that it had to be this way.

Ps* I know your going to be looking for answers. Just promise me you won't hurt Nate.

Even though he's the world biggest jack ass. I thought to myself. Taking the picture of the women I replaced it with my note.

Laughing at my bluntness, I jogged out of the house. I didn't want to waste any of my time spent in this soon to be vacant house.

Walking to the pack house I stood outside the door. I could go make amends with Erica. Or I could go see April. What was Erica's problem anyway. What did I do to piss her off.

It's probably wrong that I can't even remember. I don't care that I can't remember. If she wants to fix  it she should come to me. But then again if I did a stupid crappy thing I should apologize to her. I walked up and down the steps to the door going back and fourth with my decision.

"You know what you only live once!" I bum rushed into the pack house going straight for Erica's room, my former room.

When reaching the door I barged in " I have no idea why we're even fighting , last time I checked I didn't even do anything to you and I thought we were real friends not people that just fall off but I guess I'm wrong.......and your not even here!" 

Groaning internally I took a deep breath and went down to Derrick's room. This time knocking politely.

"Hey, Amara? " his scrunched up face showed I wasn't expected.

"Derrick." Responding in a monotone voice. "Erica?"

"She's in Fawn's room. Beware it's not pretty in there." He shut the door leaving me wondering. As I proceed to go to my destination, Derrick didn't look like a love sick puppy. Where they back together? And she didn't tell me! Now it was war.

Taking my boost of confidence I barged into Fawns room. Wedding magazines were every. Swatches of every color was. Sprawled out on the floor. Fabric swatches as well.

"Amara!"
"Amara?"
"Amara?! "

The three girls stood flabbergasted by my presences. My eyes peeled away from this unholy sight to see something even worse. Erica was trying out wedding veils.

"I'm gone for a little bit and your already getting married? Congrats" my words came out harsher than I expected.

Damn Nate, should have warned me. I paced myself , turning around I walked out of the room. Chanting to myself not to cause a scene.

"Amara! Amara! Hey wait the hell up!" Erica chanted.

Ugh. I wanted to hurt her right about now.

She grabbed my arm pulling me back. "What the hell?! What's your problem?"

"Nothing. Just nothing. It's funny how I was the last one to know you and Derrick were even back together considering I was the one who helped you threw whatever the f-"

Breathe. Just inhale and exhale. "Nothing, I have to be somewhere and I can't spend my last hours like this."

I tried to leave again but Erica blocked my way. " You don't get to do that. Be the victim in this situation. You weren't there! Ok you weren't there when I needed you. Now I can make some dumb or snobby comment about how April is your new BFF but I'm so exhausted.  My life is totally exhausting."

Seeing her tear up made my angry gone in an instant. I took my thumbs and whipped away her tears. " I'm not apologizing. I didn't and still don't think I did anything wrong."

"Good. And neither am I. Amara I'm just done. Where do I start. I had a stupid drunken night and I'm pregnant and I'm having a wedding to fix the whole baby before wedding fiasco. These weren't my steps. Sex was supposed to be amazing. Don't get me wrong it was. He didn't even care about my scar, but it wasn't the way I wanted it. "

Putting my hand up to my mouth I tried to muffled my laughs.

"Amara! "Erica shrieked

"No it's not funny. But your pregnant, and your stuck with Fawn and Roselyn. The universe is giving you a punishment of a lifetime." Speaking in between laughter.

"Yeah. But I have you still. Right ? "

My laughter stopped and i began to cringe. "No. I'm leaving tomorrow. Today's my last day and I came to say goodbye."

Her tears rushed out her eyes. "Don't mind me. It's the hormones!" She cried.

I smiled pulling her into my chest. We were a bunch or bipolar hormonal freaks. And it was totally ok.

"Why so soon." Erica mumbled.

"Daddy and mommy want me back early I guess." Lying to her face was hard, but I've done worse.

"Then it's settled! I'm getting married tonight, with you as my maid of honor!" She hopped up and began to run back to her room.

"You can't be serious! You deserve a real wedding."  I hollered.

"Oh I'm very serious. Bring your cutest dress and meet me here at 7:00.  I'll have a real white wedding later but for now I need you there. Blame the hormones!"

Laughing I skipped out the house. April here I come.