The Two Dobrev

Chapter 25: Gone

-Nina

"Wait- you guys did what? Now, I understand why she was so pissed earlier on the phone!" I yell, moving my hands in the air.

Paul was on the stool. "You talked to her? Where is she? Nina, if you know where she is please, please tell me." He panics, I wave my hands in the air.

"Sara didn't say anything, she just said, that she wasn't coming home until something clears up. That's all I know. I'm sorry Paul."

Paul looked down at his hands, then to the terrace. Anya was there, reading like nothing happened. "I want her gone," he simply says. Paul gets up, and storms out the house.

"Paul-wait." I feel like this is something that would happen in a TV Show, not in our lives. But of course, when Anya is here, it's drama all of a sudden. Ian comes in the kitchen, "what? What's wrong?"

"Anya kissed Paul," I say. His face was in shock, but I wasn't surprised she always had something against Sara. "I need to go talk to her."

I step outside and sat beside her. I took all my courage and started talking, "Anya, we have been nothing but nice to you. We brought you out to the MTV Awards, we brought you out to dinner, we did everything for you. And, that's how you thank us? By ruining everything? Sara was happy with Paul but you just had to come and break that huh? I'm done playing the nice cousin, now listen up. It's seven, forty- five. By eight, I want your things gathered and I want you out of my house. No, forget it. Not house, but life."

"Nina, I didn't mean to. I was only practicing my lines and it all happened in a fast second." I smile and hug her as she cries.

"It's fifty, I hope you pack fast because you have only ten minutes left." I whisper and leave.

-Paul

I was pacing, back in forth in our room. Looking for something to distract me, I know I hurt her but I have to respect her boundaries. But, argh I can't. I don't know where she is, I need to know she's  somewhere safe. I rush back downstairs bumping into Anya, she didn't look up. She had two suitcases with her. I smile in triumph. I walk past her without helping.

"The least you could do is atleast help me out," she says. I roll my eyes.

"I'm taking you to the airport, ain't that enough?" I reply back, she watches me while she struggles getting her lugagge down the stairs.

"Are you sure? I mean, I can call her a cab," Nina says as she enter the living room where I was patiently sitting.

"No, I'm going to do it. Then, I'll go see Sara."

"But, we don't know where she is?"

"I know," I smile.

"Did you guys talk?" I shake my head. "Then, how do you know?"

"The first time I brought her to the lakehouse, she said this place made her think. So, I gave her a key. If I'm right about her, then she must be over there."

I hope she's going to be there. But, for now let's get this girl out of here. I finally take her things and throw it in the backseat. "Goodbye Anya, it was nice but not so nice to meet you." Ian smirks.

The ride was silent. I didn't have anything to say to her. Once, we got to the airport, I stop the car. "Look, Paul. I'm sorry, I really am, but why her? I mean, I'm nice too and pretty."

"Can you just get your things and leave?"

"Paul, I didn't do that because I wanted to hurt Sara," she pauses. I look in front of me.

"I love you," now I looked at her. I rolled my eyes and lay my head back.

"Yeah, well I don't. I love Sara, now will you please get out." She finally decide to get out.

I made my way to the lakehouse. I really hope she's there.