Chapter 24

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ch. 24

 

DEMTRI’S POV

 

 

I felt my heart break as I listen to Annie’s sobs on the other line. I wish more than ever that I wasn’t locked in this castle. I wanted to go find her; I needed to go find her. She was killing me right now.

“Daniel I was wrong, so wrong! How could I do this?” She asked me, her voice cracking.

I sighed and tried to think of anything that I could do or say that could help her, “Annie you went and apologized to her, that was more than most people would have done. We all make mistakes but I’m sure that she will come around. The way you talk about her; you two seem like sisters and sisters can’t spend too long fighting.”

She sobbed again on the other end earning a sigh out of me; I knew I would say the wrong thing. “We are like sisters Daniel!”

“Please don’t cry Annie.” I begged her, “You two will become friends again, just don’t give up.”

I listen to the sounds of her breathing and felt myself relax when they got slower and more even. She was hopefully calming down.  “You think we will be friends again? I didn’t mess this all up right?”

“I can’t promise you anything but I’m sure you will be. It may take time but maybe she does just need time right now.” I told her gently. I didn’t want to get her hopes up if her friend didn’t apologize even though I was pretty sure that she was going to.

She sighed loudly, “I wish you were here.”

“Gosh, so do I.” I looked around my ‘room’ that I was beginning to hate more and more. If it weren’t for this room and this castle I could be with Annie as much and for as long as I wanted. I was twenty-five years old and yet I was still being treated like a teenager.

“I want things to be different.” She whispered into the phone.

I chuckled lightly and shook my head. This girl always knew exactly what I was thinking, “You have no idea how much I also wish things were different.”

“You know we haven’t really gone on a date.” She commented sounding as though she was feeling better.

“A date? So we are dating?” I joked wanting to mess with her now that she was better.

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