Shh.. Secret Princess ;) (Under Major Heavy Re-Construction)

Part 20 - Seeing the Wrong

Dedi to Nikki for the song! XD "Call Me" by Shinedown on the side. :D >>>>>>>>>>>>>

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Sorry.. Was meant to post this earlier, but I fell asleep.. Time check: 11:42 pm.. XD

You guys were smart. Haha. Anna doesn't giggle. O.O I applaud all my observant fans. And, I haven't mentioned it, yet, but she sorta hates the smell of strawberry.

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Chance's POV

My head felt like a thousand hammers were pounding on it, and I had the urge to throw up. I opened my eyes groggily and rubbed them, feeling a body next to me. My contact lenses weren't in my eyes, and I saw my wig on the bedside table. Last night; drinking, Annie, hotel.

I cursed and sat up on the bed, rubbing my temple. When I looked beside me, I saw a female figure, but it wasn't Annie. My eyes widened, and I hurriedly went into the en-suite bathroom and threw up in the toilet, holding my head. Wait, didn't I ask her to marry me? I don't think I did. I'm not sure.

I threw up again, the disgusting odor filling the bathroom. I squeezed my eyes shut and stood up. The tiles felt cold on my feet, and I went to the sink and washed my face. I saw mouth rinse and gargled it. After that, I washed my face and rubbed my head. The girl in the room; I didn't know who she was. But I was sure that that wasn't my Annie. So she didn't really say she loved me.

My chest felt heavy, and I hesitantly went back into the room. The sun was peeking in through the red curtains, and the figure in the bed stirred. But she had brown hair, and I could see that her skin was lighter than Annie's. My head throbbed, and I took out a bottle of water from the mini fridge. I looked down at myself and remembered I took my shirt off last night, meaning I slept beside whoever the heat that is.

I carefully went to the bed and slowly took the blanket off the unidentified person's face. My eyes widened, and I fell to the floor with a 'thud'. She stirred and sat up, rubbing her eyes and yawning. I groaned as the insides of my head were hammering, and her brown eyes met mine. She smiled and stretched, wearing a white long t-shirt and jeans. I crawled away, my head hurting as I did.

"Good morning, fiance," she said, and I cringed.

"What are you talking about, Giselle? And what are you doing here?" I said and put my head in my hands, trying to suppress the headache.

I heard her giggle, and I winced. Annie doesn't giggle. I've only heard her giggle, like, once.

"We're betrothed, boo. I already sent the paper we signed to my lawyer," she said, and my eyes widened as they were still in my hands.

"But. But. But I didn't write your name, right?" I said in my hands, more to myself than her.

She giggled again, and I winced.

"It doesn't matter. Both our names were there, and we both signed it, our printed names underneath. So it's official," I heard her say, and I looked up from my hands and saw her grinning.

I shook my head and muttered 'no' repeatedly. I saw her get out of bed, and she came back with some kind of tablet and a glass of water. For all I knew, it could've been a sleeping pill, so I didn't take it.

She shrugged and said,"You're the one who's hurting, boo."

I groaned and sat next to the wall, calming myself. There has to be a way to get out of this, there just has to. My aching head was trying to remember anything else important during last night to get out of this, but I remembered nothing of the sort. I took my phone out of my pocket as I heard Giselle turn the T.V. on, leaving me to my own thoughts and ways of coping.

I had to tell my parents before this all leaks out. And Annie, what about her? What's she going to think about all this? She's going to be very, very disappointed and tell me I'm a moron. Those I could take, but she's going to leave, I just know it. Mom is going to kill me. She's going to give me a life time's worth of lecturing and cuss me out. She's going to be really, really pissed.

Dad and her knew I was going to tell Annie last night, and Mom was ecstatic about it. And, now, she's going to be ecstatic to kill me. If the media finds out, we're screwed. If we can't find a way out of this, I have to marry Giselle. It's how this goes. And the age that a betrothal can be considered legal is 16. The only way a person under the age of 16 can be betrothed is if at least one of both parties' parents sign, too, approving the betrothal.

I'm sure we both passed 16, so it is fully legal. And, being a royal, I can not break a betrothal. The first person you're betrothed to will be the one of whom you will marry. And in my case, it's Giselle, a girl I barely know, let alone like. I have to get home and tell them about this. Sure, they're going to wring my neck, but the sooner we address this issue, the faster we can find a way out, which is very slim.

"Giselle?" I said, looking up at her on the bed, watching some chick flick.

I need to be civil if I want this to go smoothly, so I won't get on her bad side. The last thing I want is her to tell the whole country now that she's going to be the future queen. She used to be called as princess, even if it wasn't official. Her mother remarried a duke, my uncle, and she used to be all 'princess like'. Even after her mother and my uncle divorced, some people still referred to her as 'princess', until she changed.

She looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

"Can we keep this between ourselves for a while, so my parents won't kill me?" I said, looking her in the eye.

She shrugged.

"I don't care. I know you're trying to find a way out of this, but you can't. I already talked to my lawyer, and since you're a royal, you can't change it," she said and went back to her chick flick.

I called Jonathan, the ringing making my head pound.

When he finally answered, I said,"Get me a meeting with my parents and our lawyer in 30 minutes, please. Thank you."

I hung up and put my wig and contacts on that I found on a tissue paper next to my wig. Giselle didn't comment, and I made sure I left nothing and headed for the door.

"After a week, our betrothal's going to go public," she said as I shut the door.
**Anna's POV**

I went home around 11 last night, finding out Chancey was gone. Auntie said he had gone out to look for me, but I saw Jamie knew that was a lie. Chancey must've told him where he really went. She also told me she understood my reaction and said it wouldn't change how she sees me. We called Chancey on his phone last night multiple times, but we never got an answer.

Even if he's delusional and said some stupid things, it doesn't mean I didn't care about him anymore. I was only planning on distancing myself from him, to make him realize he was never 'in love' with me. I kept asking Jamie where he went, but he kept his mouth shut and locked himself in his room.

This morning Auntie and Uncle were really worried, but they didn't bring in search teams, yet. They knew my rejection had a part in him disappearing, and they knew he wouldn't disappear off the face of the Earth.

I was now in Auntie's day room, sitting across from her and Uncle on the love seat, waiting for Chancey to show up. Jamie said he was going out, but I had a feeling he was going to look for his brother where he knew he'd be. Then, Uncle's phone rang, and he took it out and answered it.

"Good morning, Jonathan...Yes.. What?.. Where is he?.. Why?.. Okay..Good bye. Thank you," he said, his brows creasing.

He looked up and looked between me and Auntie.

"Jonathan got a call from Chance. He told him to arrange a meeting with us, his parents, and the lawyer. He didn't know why though," he said and stared at Auntie, worry on his face.

Auntie frowned and stared back at him. I just looked at the both of them.

"Very well then. But Annalisa is going to be present, too," Auntie said, and I shook my head as they both looked at me.

It didn't seem right if I went with them, seeing has he didn't ask for me. But Auntie is very persistent, and once she sets her mind to something, nothing can make her change it. I knew Auntie and Uncle were worried about the meeting, seeing as it had to be important if Atty. Peterson was asked to come.

When I went back to my room, I called Mom.

"Hi, Mom! How's Paris?" I said.

"Same as always, dear. Your Auntie called me yesterday, and she told me Chance was finally going to confess to you. Did you tell him you loved him, too?" she said, and I cringed.

"Mom, no. Yes, he did confess he 'loves' me, but I don't believe in that, Mom. We haven't actually seen him since he left last night," I said, wincing at my own words.

"Oh. I hope he's alright," she said and blew out a breath.

"We're going to meet with him in a few with Atty. P. Jonathan called us for him, and Auntie and Uncle seem to think it's important, even I do," I said and sighed.

"Oh, dear. I hope he hasn't gotten himself into trouble. I gotta go, honey. Someone needs my help. I'll call you later, and keep me posted, kay?"

"Yes, Mom. Bye, love you," I said.

"Oh, honey, would you like a strawberry scented perfume? Jace was going on a spree earlier, and I told her to get you something."

I scrunched my face.

"Eeek. No, Mom. No strawberry scents. Remember my antibiotics a few years back? I have been scarred by that 'strawberry' scent for forever," I said, fake gagging.

"Oh, yeah. Okay then. I'll just tell her to get you something you'd like. Love you, too, honey. Bye," she said, and I hung up.

I jumped on my bed and wondered what Chancey wanted to meet with his parents and lawyer for. I really did hope he didn't get himself in a big dilemma. And, in the pit of my stomach, I just knew he did something very, very wrong. And even though he's being crazy, I knew I'd do anything to help.


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A/N

Just randomly added the strawberry thing.. XD My mom's weird like that, so I added it into here. Haha.

O.O IT WASN'T ANNIE.. You guys were cracking me up with your comments. XD Oh.. Some of you said you were going to cry if it wasn't.. Sorry, but this had to happen. Haha..

Oh, I'm looking for a song for this chapter, do you know any that could fit in here? O.O Dedi here if I choose your suggested song. :D

Okay, what do you think Anne's reaction will be? Dedi on the next upload to the one who gets it right. ;) :D

Heart ♥ for the ones wanting Annie to get hurt? Haha... Being sadistic.... How do you want her to react? I actually have no idea on how she's going to react. It jsut happens as I write, playing the scenes in my head and seeing what I'd do and the other person would. XD But I'm open to other sob fests.. Haha..

Oh.. Inform me of typos and grammar mistakes.. Haha.. I crack up every time I notice them in my written words. 0.0

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