This chapter is dedicated to a close friend of mine, her name is Lucy Paterson. At the beginning of the year she was able to create an album with four original songs of hers. The one I'm putting in this chapter is Permission to Leave - You'll understand once you read the chapter ;) - but if you want to check out her other songs you can search her on iTunes and buy her songs or search her up on YouTube. She is super talented and I highly recommend checking her stuff out.
Her music isn't too expensive so I highly recommend just buying it because it's better quality then old YouTube videos but they still sound incredible.
Okay enjoy the chapterrrrrrr.
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Father calls me over and I sigh, I wanted to leave, I hate this party it's the worst party I've ever had. "Yes Father?"
"Where do you think you're going?" He says, pulling me away from the cameras.
"I just wanted to check my mobile in case I got any messages from the girls back home." I lie.
"Okay but Lucy is about to play." He raises an eyebrow knowing Lucy's music is my weakness. It's just too good to walk away from.
I stand at the back of the ballroom near the stairs, reading to leave as soon as she finishes her song 'Permission to Leave', how ironic.
"I just wanted to say a quick Happy Birthday to Arabella. I'm so glad we're friends, you're going to make a great Queen one day." Lucy says before hopping off the stage.
I quickly make my way up the stairs like the awful princess that I am and lock the door. I wish my mother was here. She would know what to do. She always knew what to do.
I hear a knock on my door and stay silent. I don't even dare to breath too loudly.
"Bella I know you're in there I saw you come up."
Anthony.
"I'm tired please go away." I lie.
"Bella I will break down this door, let me in." He demands.
I groan and unlock the door. "What do you want Anthony." I say and sit back down on my bed.
"What's going on with you?" He shuts the door and sits next to me.
I lay down saying, "I don't know! But the cameras were taking pictures of Robert and I saying we were a couple and then Justine told me to ask him for a dance and when I went back to ask him he was flirting with another girl! Then when I went back to find Justine she was flirting with some guy!!" I spell out. "It seems no one likes me."
"I like you." Anthony mumbles.
I laugh, "Yeah, you and what army."
"Well.." He begins.
"That's what I thought." I stand up and go into my wardrobe, unable to reach the zip I call in Anthony to help. "Hey Ant, can you come and help me with my dress?"
He walks in, "Oh like you cant reach where it goes?" He assumes.
"No I can't undo the zip." I say.
"Ah, you want an older boy to unzip your gown in private?"
"No, I want my good friend to unzip my dress so I can change into something more comfortable." I say, rolling my eyes. I feel his fingers against my skin as he drags the zip down. "Could you be any slower?" I say, and he goes slower. "Ugh you don't understand what it's like to have to wear a strapless bra when you have big boobs and for that I blame you for getting me and off the shoulder dress. Now hurry up so I can free the boobs."
He chuckles and zips the rest down.
"Thank you." I say and drop my dress. I walk over to where I put my robe earlier and slip it on. When I turn around I see Anthony staring at me. "What? It's not like you've never seen me in underwear before, a bikini is basically the same thing doofus, and anyway, you probably saw me nude when we were little."
"Well, yeah, but-"
"No buts about it Ant."
I walk past him and grab a some pyjamas, I face away from Anthony and take off my uncomfortable bra, then put on my clothes, buttoning my shirt up I turn around and smile at him before walking back into my room.
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The day after a big birthday party is the best part. Opening the presents. Not.
"Hey, this one isn't clothing!" Justine exclaims.
"What is it?" I ask peering over.
"A teddy and some soap."
I groan. If you think being a princess is super amazing it's not. Presents suck. Teddies, soap, clothes, candles.. What am I, a 30 year old woman?
"Wow, this one is poorly wrapped." Justine says grabbing another wrapped up box.
"Let me see." She passes it over to me and I undo the awful attempt at a bow, I rip, more like pull off the wrapping paper. I open the box and on the top is a letter.
Dear Arabella,
Or more like Princess.. I understand that you did what you did. You're a princess and you didn't want to be found out. You know, when we were rehearsing for Beauty and the Beast I always felt like it was so realistic you know? I was the big bad guy with a secretly nice heart, and you were the beautiful young woman. But it was the other way around. I'm not coming out as transgender or anything. But you're really the one who was hiding something. I can't be with someone who keeps things like being royal to me.
I'm sorry.
Jackson
I take a deep breath and look inside the box, the beast mask that he used as the beast is inside.
"What is it?" Anthony asks.
I throw scrunch up the letter and throw it inside the box, I storm outside and storm to the stable. I put my saddle on Philippe and lead him out before jumping on his back and riding off castle grounds and into a forest.
Stupid Jackson.
Stupid me.
Stupid paparazzi.
Who cares? I barely know the guy.
But you do know somewhat of him.
Well I hate him.
Oh yeah, sure you do.
Shut up.
That's rude.
You're ruder.
That's not even a word.
It is now.
It's only know that I realise we've been walking along the fence of the castle grounds for fifteen minutes. I sigh and take Philippe back to his stable and stealthily make my way back to my room and check the inside before locking the door.
The presents are sorted into piles; actual gifts, cards, and wrapping/rubbish.
And then the other one.
Jackson's one.
Right out in the open.
Just sitting there.
On my bed.
Wanting me to come closer,
Calling me,
Pleading me,
Begging me.
But I won't.
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