My Story (A Zak Bagans Romance) UNDER RE-WRITING FOR A WHILE

Chapter 49

'The plan is taking its course'. The mysterious voice said inside my head. 'Who is this?' I say inside of my head, making sure I wasn't going crazy. 'It's me Shelby. Zak.' I sighed of relief. 'Is my father & mother bombarding you with questions?' I giggled a little. 'Only your mother at the moment. And there is a question I've been meaning to ask. I'll tell you once we are all done.' I froze and held my breath.

What did he mean by 'ask'? Was it marriage? Oh I hope not. I'm not ready for that so soon. I had thoughts running in my was the hole time. I was pacing my room, for what felt like hours. I had my tea brought up to me. but I was so curious to what my parents and Mr. Bagans were talking about. I quietly opened my bedroom door and stepped out and kept my door ajar. I escaded down the stairs, and went to the lounge room, and pressed my ear against the two huge , thick oak doors. I could hardly hear them but I did heard a few words and scentences.

"Shelby is a very fresh young girl, and she caught my eye." Im guessing that was Zak. "Have you had any past lovers before Mr. Bagans?" That question took a tug at my heart. Did he? Am I just another girl to pick up and enjoy, and throw away? Or, am I actually valuable I him, so he can love me for who I am, just as I do for him. "I did have many past lovers, but they weren't as bright as Shelby. She's unique, vintage, and gorgeous." I blushed and turned away after that.

"Miss. Allison." I turned around to find our butler behind me. he made me jump from surprising me. I held my hand over my heart. "I'm sorry My lady, but Miss. Angelica is here to see you." I rushed to the front door and embraced Angelica in a warm embrace. she wore a light green bodice dress with dark green lace all over she's courted with Mr Goodwin, and are soon to be married in the future. I pulled back from her and smiled, and escorted us to my room. we say on our bed and she told my adventurous stories of what happened over the past days we missed. Like, her sister falling in the river from trying to jump over rocks across the tiny lake. we giggled because Angelica's sister is opposite of her eldest. "Mr. Bagans is talking to my parents." I told her. She stopped laughing and looked at me. "Do you know why?" I did. But how do I tell her? Do I say, 'Yes. a Demond is stalking me and trying to kill me.' She'll think I've gone mad. "No. I don't know why. I bet my mother is bombarding him with questions." we laughed so hard at the thought. Then, a knock came to the door. My nurse walked in.

"Miss. Mr. Bagans and your parents would like to have a word."