One Plus One Equals One

Chapter 2 - Cohen's POV

"Cohen Michael Antonio Kefalas! Open this door right now!" My mom's angry voice is loud enough to wake the dead.

I groan in response.

Buried in my duvet with all sources of light effectively stamped out, I'm in the prime state for hibernation. If only my mom wasn't trying to beat the door down every five minutes. It's been like this for the past six days, as I have been hiding in my room, refusing to face the world. Not even my mom's threats of an almighty ass whooping can get me up anymore.

Not since my Raven left me.

A week ago, the girl I thought I was going to marry broke up with me after three beautiful years together. Well, I thought they were beautiful. Apparently, I wasn't enough to keep her satisfied. She broke up with me so flippantly with absolutely no warning, and according to Facebook, she's already with someone else – some prick named Horacio. Who the hell names their kid Horacio? I've heard and seen all the cutting rumours. Most suspect she was cheating on me. I've missed five school days, and I know that when I return there will be hell to pay considering I'm in my final year, but I just can't bring myself to be bothered. Mr Herrington can go jump off a cliff for all I care.

Raven absolutely shattered my heart and confidence. I can't find comfort or solace in anyone. For three years we were joined at the hip, and now it feels like a slice of my heart has been ripped out. I just cannot imagine living a day without her... but I have lived through six now, and it's not getting any easier.

Why wasn't I good enough?

At school I'm popular with the guys, I take good care of my appearance and work out daily, and was always faithful to Raven, no matter the offers I received. At school, I try my hardest and remain respectful to my peers and teachers, and have only had a couple of detentions throughout my time there. I made sure to shower her with love everyday and make sure she was happy, spoiling her on every little anniversary. She always used to tell me I was hot, and I agree with her. With my dad's Greek blood and mom's blue eyes; I've always captured attention wherever I go, making the ladies swoon. I'm only 18 for Christ's sake – I'm supposed to be in my prime!

Eventually I hear the tell-tale sound of keys jangling in the door, and I groan again as I know my mother's arrival is imminent. From the force that the door flies open, it's safe to say she's pissed that I'm ignoring her. I can't believe she had another spare key made for my room after I 'accidentally' flushed the other one down the toilet!

"Cohen! I am your mother! How dare you treat me so rudely! Get out of bed now!" She growls, and I peek my head out of the covers like a little boy.

I may be a head and shoulders taller than her like my dad, but I am still scared of her wrath. She's as tough as nails.

"Sorry mum." I murmur.

"Out of bed. Now!" Lazily I sit up and rub the sleep out of my eyes.

"Why? It's Saturday." I comment.

"Because I'm your mother and I told you to. Also, I want you to come with me to the airport. I'm picking up Princess Gwendolyn today."

"What?" I ask, confused.

"Don't act so surprised. Maybe if you joined us for meals and actually came down and talked to your family instead of sneaking around for food you would know what's going on!" She snaps.

"Sorry..." I mutter sheepishly, rubbing the back of my neck.

"One of my friends Queen Mirabelle of Losington has asked if we will look after her daughter Princess Gwendolyn for a couple of weeks. Needs her out of the house or something and wants to give her a taste of freedom. It is all very last minute and surprising, but of course, I accepted. She's always sheltered her girls too much." She shakes her head pitifully. "So get up and get dressed – we're leaving in twenty minutes Cohen. You need to go outside and get some air. Don't let me go alone." She points out before taking her leave – leaving the door wide open in the process, no doubt on purpose. Why do parents and siblings always do that?

With a sigh I swing out of bed - I know I have to go with her. There is no way she isn't upset that I have isolated myself from the family and especially shut her out. I wonder about this Princess Gwendolyn. I have met a few Princesses in my time and most of them have been entitled brats – no different from most of the people I go to school with. I wonder what she will be like. It will certainly be odd having a stranger and yet another female in the house – dad and I are already outnumbered. Well, this ought to be different anyway.

At this point I had no idea how truly different my life would become, and the changes Gwen would bring about in my family's lives and me.

Woohoo! Another chapter! Hope you are enjoying it so far xoxo

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