CHAPTER 11: Jack Sparrow
Beep! Beep! Beep! Bee- thwack
It is too early for this.
Scratching my head and stretching arms I release a yawn before squinting at the time displayed in my phone 6:02am. Padding through the hall, towel in hand, I quietly close the bathroom door.
Letting my wet hair lie over my shoulders and darken my grey top, I stroll down the hallway and back into my room. With a glance in the mirror I tuck my long sleeve top into my dark jeans and start blow drying my hair. The jets of air firing my brown strands in thousands of shards over my face.
After what felt like forever I turn off the dryer and check my phone 7:12. Shit, 18 minutes and Christian will be here.
Grabbing my heeled boots I zip them over my ankles and grab my handbag, doing a last check for my hand luggage, before darting downstairs. Pacing around the living room I stuff all last minute necessities into my handbag.
Ding! Dong!
Wheeling my suitcase to the door I swing the hard wood door open.
"Anastasia" the blue eyes I am met with fill me with so many emotions but mainly hatred.
"Peter I want you to leave" I say cooly.
"Your going away I see" he peered into the house and his icy eyes laced onto my suitcase behind me.
"What's it to you?" I question putting my beanie on my head and sliding my glasses onto my face.
"Your wearing your glasses again, are you stressed?" His eyebrows furrowed and a quiver of concern rolled through out his body.
"You. You have made me stressed" I spat jabbing a finger into his chest, "You, think that u can just turn up at my door and suddenly be involved in my life" I step out of the door and he backs away slightly.
"Ana, are you ready?" Christian appears over Peters shoulder and I happily smile.
"Yes. He was just leaving" I turn on my heel and pull my suitcase out the door, slinging my hand bag over my shoulder, slamming the door behind me. "Now if you excuse me, I have a private jet to catch".
Locking eyes with Christian he smiles and shakes his head at me before taking the suitcase from me and placing it in the back of his black 4by4.
"With him?" Peters jaw drops open and his eyes wide. Clearly aware of who Christian is.
"No with Captain Jack Sparrow" I deadpanned as I climbed into the passenger seat.
"Ready" Christian smirk at me.
"Very"
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