Liz's P.O.V
"It does not work that way though.If I accept it,then I'll be claimed the queen of Russia.Only if I want."I said still smiling at Marco's voice.
"So it's not like Anastasia,the disney movie?"Chase asked laughing.
"Well,Rasputin was real or so I've been told.The rest does not work that way.I'll have to move to Russia,there will be a ceremony and all."I said smirking.
"Right.So you are a Russian princess and a potential monarch who is living in America and has three jobs?"Sebastian asked.
"Yep.That is about it.I find it a bit uncomfortable living on the people's taxes."I said smiling.
"What about security?"He said curiously.
"Well,I have never been introduced as a royal but as for my security,there is no need.James covinced the embassy to let me lead a normal life but now that I think about it,he had his own reasons,I'm sure."I said furrowing my eyebrows at the end.
"No security?"He said,glaring at me.
"I'm required to go to the embassy every month.They are always tracking us.We know about it."I said,feeling bored.
"So they know about the gangs?"Sebastian asked.
"Well,kind of.They have an idea but like I said I know they track us so there is only so much we let them see.All they care about is our safety.No matter how maternally dominant Russia is,it still cares for it's princes."I said smirking.
"You're telling me you and your brothers used to fool an embassy?Secret agents?"He asked laughing.
"Not fooling.We are the diplomatic party.They don't judge us,just protect us.Plus,I guess they expected it since Papa had the Mafia.."I said trailing off,when I realised what I said.I called him Papa.I shifted in my seat as my headache grew.
He just cleared his throat."Right."
"What else?"I said chattering my teeth from the pain.
"Nothing else,really.Just these trips you made to all these countries while you were supposed to be 'treated'."He said air-quoting the word treated and closing the file.
"Right.The trips.China,London,Japan,Italy and Germany.Yep.That's how I know these languages."I said rubbing my temples.I could barely complete my sentence.
He got up and held my chin up to examine my face.
"Are you okay?You're crying."He said surprised and confused.
"I'm fine.I have a splitting headache."I said rubbing my temples.
I heard the door opening.Marco and Chase were in my line of sight.
Everything was going blurry.My face was now red hot and wet from the tears.
I could see myself in the mirror and for a moment,my eyes met mine.
I saw something.Mum and Papa...it was like they were sleeping so peacefully.But then I looked closely,they were lying in coffins.Dead.
I screamed for so long but no sound came.Suddenly,breathing became hard.I gasped for breath.Again and again.
The scene changed and there I was with three face looking up at me with worry and shock.
WTF?What just happened?
I remembered my surroundings.
It was a dream or was it a flashback?It was so familiar,the feeling.The coldness.
I wiped my face and got off the table.Sebastian shifted back to give me some space.I still had the remnants of that headache.
"Can we continue this sometime again?I have a splitting headache that might kill me before James does."I said in a raspy voice.
I had the courage to laugh after that.You go,girl.
"Okay.So that was a headache?"Chase asked.Marco nudged him.
"Well,I just attended a funeral.Sent Linda to god knows where.Told you I'm royalty.Cut me some slack."I said getting up in his face.
"Whatever.Maybe you're just acting."He said shifting closer to me.We were now centimetres away.If one of us even twitched,we could kiss.
"I cannot do this now.I'm going up."I said as I exited the room and called for the elevator and just stood inside waiting for them.
I could hear them whisper-shouting but ignored them.They came out of the room and entered the elevator and Sebastian did the formalities.
"Your phone."Sebastian handed me my phone,that I had forgotten he had taken from me.
There were 15 missed calls from Luke and about 10 texts asking me to pick up and the reason why I have a phone is to pick it up and some colourful texts.
When the elevator doors opened,an old man dressed sophisticatedly in a tuxedo was waiting for us.
He bowed to us.
He was a butler.
"Is something wrong,Alfie?"Marco asked.
"There is a young man outside that keeps asking for the girl.He is being held off by the guards.He demands to be let in.I have asked them to be gentle but I have never seen him before.I did not know what to do."He said looking at me and Marco alternatively.
"For her?"Chase asked knitting his eyebrows.
"He calls her Liz."Alfie said confirming my suspicions.
"Luke,you fucking idiot."I muttered as if a reflex but everyone had heard me.
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Teen FictionThis is a story about gangs. Recently sworn arch-rivals.A baiter known nation-wide as The Ghost.She is hardly seen and when she is,let's just say that those people don't see light of day.Not again. But is she who she thinks she is?Is she who anyone...
