CHAPTER 17: I'M SORRY
JACK
"You fucking bastard!"
"Tsk tsk" Sam chuckles, "No need for such vulgar name calling, I trained you better than that"
"Shut up! Just shut the fuck up for a second!" I scream, closing my eyes as a searing pain cuts through my chest.
"Yes sir" his voice is still mocking, enjoying this.
"You knew" I whisper, realization knocking the wind out of me.
"You knew I'd develop feelings for her, that's why you made me wait this long"
"Ding ding ding"
"You asshole" I whisper, "Why? Why are you so despicable?"
I imagine him shrugging nonchalantly, "I guess I just am, now when am I expecting you?"
"I can't do it" I tell him firmly, "I won't do it"
He chuckles, his voice like shards of glass, making my ears bleed.
"Yes you will, or sweet, innocent Jamie will pay the price for your wavering loyalty"
I collapse to the floor, my throat clogging up, "No"
"Oh yes" he mocks.
"You sent me in, knowing I'd fall for the princess, knowing I'd want to stop, knowing I wouldn't be able to because of Jamie"
He sighs, "There really is something like too smart for school" his tone suddenly turns harsh, "Enough of this, you have a week to plan it out and deliver the princess or you'll have only yourself to blame"
The tone from the dead line rings in my ears.
The phone slips from my hands and I begin to shake. I clutch my hands to my chest, trying to claw my way in and grab my heart, to squeeze it into submission.
I close my eyes as flashes of Ana overwhelm me, her blush, her laugh, her smile, the way she talks, the way she looks at me, her excitement, her shyness, her lips, her kiss.
Then it's replaced by Jamie, her mischieviousness, the way she always got us into trouble, the way she held me when I got scared, the way she cried for me the day she was taken from me.
Ana.
Jamie.
Ana.
Jamie.
The princess I had fallen for.
My sister I longed for.
What do I do?!
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ANASTASIA
"Hi"
I giggle as Jack all but jumps out of his skin in shock.
"Ana" he smiles uneasily, "What are you doing here?"
I frown, "In school or by your locker?"
He clears his throat, refusing to meet my eyes, "Um, yeah"
"Jack, is everything okay?" I ask quietly,
"What do you mean?" he forces out a chuckle, "Everything is fine"
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Her Majesty's Bad Boy
Teen FictionResponsibilities are a part of life. Princess Anastasia Winsdale has arguably more than most. In just seventeen years of her life, she's been kidnapped thrice and almost raped and killed. Its no wonder she has to go undercover at a normal school whe...
