GERMAN'S POV
“German?! How could you?! CHOOSE!! NOW!!” Angie shouted
“I, I, Angie, Priscilla, I, I, erm, I choose, Priscilla” I replied
I could see Angie begin to shake in anger and disappointment.
“Angie, please! Can we still be friends?!” I asked worried
“NO! NEVER! I WILL ONLY STAY TWO MORE DAYS! AND ONLY FOR VIOLETTA! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN! I HATE YOU!” She screamed and ran off.
“Good! Let's go home! You don't want that idiot to ruin us or our family!” Priscilla grinned. We walked home.
For some reason I felt I chose wrongly
Violetta came running down. When she saw my arm around Priscilla's waist she stopped in her tracks,
“Didn't SHE tell you German chose me? We'll be a family! I will be your mum!” Priscilla smirked
“You'll never, ever be my mum! And Angie told me that she told you to choose! I expected you'd choose the one you really love! Not the one who's an A*$£!” Violetta looked at us angrily
“Don't talk about me like that you little bra.... darling” Priscilla shouted.
Violetta ran upstairs. Priscilla went out so I decided to walk the way Angie had left, I had to try and find her to talk to her.
I followed the path she walked until I came to a hotel.
I walked in.
“Is Angeles Carrara here?” I questioned
“Yes, who are you?” asked the recptionist
“I'm her, erm, her..... boyfriend” I replied
“Oh, she's room 654” smiled Anna, the receptionist.
I walked up and knocked on the door. She opened the door...
~~ ANGIEALONSO
