Once Upon A Pink Suitcase|✔️

Chapter Eight:

It's like time is frozen.

Thomas is staring at the tv, mindlessly, unable to comprehend what is going on.

Abigail starts jumping around, crying, congratulating me, clearly excited.

Owen brushes his hair out of his face, he sighs in either anguish or relief.

I stand up, and don't move, I just stare at the photo of little blond me on the screen.

That smile was not for Prince William, it was for Thomas.

That is when my life changed.

"I-I..." I stuttered. I really don't know. I didn't expect this.

"It's... um...." Thomas mumbles.

"Congrats little sis." Owen says nonchalantly after a light hug.

"O-M-G!!!!" Abigail squeals. "You have to write to me! I need to know all about Prince Hotness and the Palace! Could I visite? Can you invite me for Tea with Girls?"

"Congrats..." Thomas says, his eyes flicker with disappointment. I can't even begin to talk because when I do, I will cry. Until I am alone in the shower, I can't cry. Actually I can't cry at all, because this is a stupid reason to cry. And I don't cry in general. My motto is "don't cry because then you are vulnerable to cry about everything you have ever possibly held in." Thats a lot of stuff, to be clear.

"And that tonight folks, is our Selected. Best wishes to them and their family" David Davidson says, smiling. "Now for some time with the Royal family themselves, Your Highness...."

I blur out the TV and the Queen by slamming on the buttons on the remote. I do not need her advice right now, sorry Your Majesty.

"Thanks for coming Thomas, I hope you have a nice night." I muttered heading towards the door.

"Cut the crap Saige, you think I am leaving you right now? I am your best friend!" He proclaims. "I care about you!"

Owen and Abigail slip through the door to Owens room, quietly.

"Thats the thing Thomas, I can't have you care so much about me." I mumble.

"Wha-?"

"I don't know what is going to happen when I step in the castle," I interject. "But I do know I am at the Princes disposal. He could do a lot of things to my family and yours if he needs to. If he finds out I have some secret guy lover-"

"You think we are lovers?"

"Isn't that the term you use to label someone you love?"

"Friends, family, company-"

"You use company to describe someone you cherish deeply and might crawl over and die if they died?"

"You would do that if I died?"

"Well...yes"

"Good to know."

"Um.....back to my original conversation?"

"Sure"

"I just can't have you on my mind while I am there. Okay?"

"Okay."

"I need to spend some time with Abigail and Owen now."

"May I accompany you to the airport?"

"How about you visit me in the morning? It may reflect bad on me if they capture you in the press."

I looked into his dark blue eyes and messed up sandy hair and just remember this. Who knows when I will get to see this again. Or maybe even if I get to see this again.

I wrap my arms around his neck and take the lead, which is quickly taken away from me as I am pressed against the wall. His hands sit firm and tight on my waist, looping into the belt holes in my cropped skinny jeans. He smashes his lips against mine and they beg for something more. But I stop it there.

"N-not today," I say, with a small smile. I am hopeful that it will happen at some point, but now I have to be prepared to become a doll and possibly a princess.

We walk hand in hand to the door taking it in. Then I leave him with a half smile, and hopeful eyes.

*sigh*

"my life..."

authors note:
okay, so this chapter is strangely short... um... please vote/comment/share!

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