Chapter 19 ~ Links POV ~
We must have both fallen asleep on the sofa in Dad’s office while waiting for dad to come back last night because there was now bright sunshine flowing through the window and my neck killed from sleeping awkwardly. Lucie was still asleep in my arms, looking perfect in the early morning sun.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket to check the time to find I had 3 texts of dad
Dad: I will not be coming back for a while, don’t wait for me.
Dad: Okay I see you waited for me. I am going to lock the office door so no one bothers you.
Dad: Ring me when you get up so I can unlock the door.
I looked again at Lucie to see if she was going to wake up any time soon, not that I didn’t love seeing her looking of peaceful but the pins-and-needles in my bum was telling me I needed to get up soon.
I waited until the pain was unbearable then slowly moved Lucie off me so she wouldn’t wake up but then she moved her head and it slipped out of my hands and hit the metal bar that supported it.
“OUCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” She screamed.
“It’s alright Luc”
“How is it alright? I’m going to have a massive egg on top of my head now for the rest of the day”
“It won’t be noticeable if you put your hair up”
“On my forehead?”
“I didn’t mean it like that”
“I knew what you meant”
“Okay, can we go get breakfast now?”
“Yep” She said popping the ‘p’ as I pulled out my phone, “What you doing?”
“Morning dad, can you come and unlock the door please? Thank you”
“He locked us in here?”
“Yeah, so that we could sleep without anyone bothering us”
“What is I had needed the loo?”
“I’d have rung him”
“What if you were asleep?”
“You would have woken me up”
“What if-“
“Enough ‘what ifs’, we slept well didn’t we?”
“Yeah”
“Then we’re fine”
“Alright, but your dad better get here fast I really need the loo”
“Same”
At that point dad unlocked the door and we both ran out and headed for different toilets as you do.
“No thank you then?” Dad shouted after us.
“I need a wee too badly” I shouted back.
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“Link this is Sergeant Smith, the sergeant running our case. I gave him a photo-copy of the list and photos you gave me and he will be looking for anything like them”
“Okay”
“We need to have an adult talk now though so can up please leave the room while Daddy and I talk?”
“I’m 17 not 3” I spat as I got up.
“No way to talk to a guest LINK!”
"Well our guest needs to learn how to speak to people! Then I will most definitely talk to our guest in the right manner!" I wasn't in the mood to be spoken to like a child, I was a victim of this as well as my parents, and I have the rights to know everything as well.
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MONDAYS UPATE TODAY!
I pressed the wrong button and instead of saving i uploaded. I know you guys dont mind but please bear in mind that i will NOT be uploading on monday. SO next update will be thursday.
Hope you liked this chapter, its the secound part to the last one but i couldn't think of anything else to write so this chapter ended here. Sorry it is short.
Zoe xx
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The Sewing Queen
ChickLitNow my life is not brilliant, just because my parents are rich doesn't mean I am some sort of stuck up, spoilt brat. I'm not. We made a deal, me and my parents at they kept me out of their lifestyles until I left school, so no one knows who I reall...