Your Highness

☽☽ Chapter Three☽☽

     "I thought you wanted to go eat," I ignored Ernesti's agitation as I kept heading forward. I'm not even sure where my feet are leading me, but I assume it'll be worth it once I arrive. "You are about thirty feet away from crossing the first boarder Grace," A sense of disappointment hooked itself into my wanderlust, my steps falling only a few inches short of the first crossing. Even with Ernesti, I'm not allowed to step foot out of the first boarder, but whatever is past it, is defiantly calling me and it's feels as if it's my first time hearing it.

The cold sensation of Ernesti's fingers enclosed around my wrist, gently coaxing me away from the edge-line. Without resistance, I began walking behind her. One day, I'll be able to see the beautiful forest my pack gets the chance to see everyday for a run. Just not today. "Hey Ernie, tell me something about my mate,"

   "They're protect-"

"I know that; try again,"

"They have an incredible influ-"

"Really? Stop recycling descriptions you've already given me. I need something new to calm me," Not bothering to state much more, I plop down on to the ground. I keep saying I'm okay with these rules and I am, but I don't want to meet them and not have any idea of who they are. Not when they know my bra size, how much I weigh, and what I'm doing practically everyday. I want to feel closer to the person who takes care of me financially and mentally too. If I'm ever in need or want something, they instantly make sure I have it and that's incredible, but it seems as if I'm some type of freeloader. Hence why I got a job, why I work extra hard in school, and why I cook, clean, and make sure I do everything they ask of me. "Tell me about them, no skirting around the truth, and no dodging the question. I want to know about them. I already know their dislikes, I know their favorite color and birthday. I want to know what makes them happy, where do they see themselves in the next five years, what do they aspire to do next year? I'll take anything at this point Ernie,"

"Ugh...Wow...That's a shit ton of info I don't have for you...I mean I can assume the answer for some, but the chances of them being a hundred percent accurate is unlikely. I'm not sure what makes them happy. They probably see themselves with you, somewhere running away from responsibility. They're an all around decent person—I mean they're a huge pain in the ass like you are. They're lowkey good for nothing, but getting on my damn nerves. Based on my observations and knowledge of you both, you head-assess belong together. And that's all I got for you now let's go because I'd like to eat before we have to make it back home for curfew,"

I couldn't help but smile as I trekked behind her long strides. Ernie's a rare case of asshole and big sister material tied into one being. It's as if she's someone straight out of a movie or book, but she's just Ernesti. My caretaker and friend. The one idiot who'll try her best to give me happiness all the while being a total dumbass. Yet, no matter how much I complain, I would not want it any other way between us.

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   " One Tapioca Pudding, Two strawberry blast, and a Jamie Special. Will that is all this evening?" With London's reassurance of our satisfaction the waitress waltzed. "I can't believe you really ordered all these desserts. Don't you know eating sweets before you go to bed will cause weight gain," I glanced up at London's wide eyes, calculating, assessing, and quite honestly probably judging? A fitness Junkie like herself has no idea what sweets are capable of. These desserts from Jamie's Garden is the perfect way to end my Friday and start these next two days of pure relaxation. That and the dessert along with a majority of the food at the pack was demolished by the time we arrived from our walk.

"If I was to die at this given moment, do you sincerely think I will go down with the regret of gaining a couple of pounds? Besides Jamie's desserts are the most beautiful delicacy to ever grace the Earth." Not only is she an incredibly stunning fay, but she's talented in the kitchen as well. Her food coats the tongue in a way that slowly develops your entire being until you have what I like to call a food- orgasm. A sensation of pure bliss brought along by heavenly blessed food or food that at least taste heavenly.