Amaya's POV
It's been three days since that incident at the cafe and thankfully nothing was wrong with Christian. He was drugged with a heavy dose of sleeping pills which made him to be unconscious for that long period of time.
And I was glad to see him up when I had woken up. Sure I was angry at him for putting his life at risk and as well not waking me up when he regained his consciousness but at the end of the day, I was too happy to remain angry at him.For the past few days or to be precise; from the day Christian woke up, Adrien and Christian were behaving so weird. Always talking in hushed voices and when I would ask them, they would completely change the topic or successfully distract me. But not today. Today I was determined to know everything about whatever they were discussing and hiding from me.
With that in mind, I began my mission to find them. At least as a matter of fact, I knew I would find them at home. Oh and another thing, they seemed to be scared or anxious whenever they would not find me. I remember the first time I had encountered that situation it was both hilarious if I think about it now and a little worrying.Flashback
"Amaya?"
"Amy?"
"AMAYA?"
I had their worried calls which soon turned into angry but worried yells.
What's wrong with these people? I'm in the garden where I always am during the evenings.
I quickly bookmarked the page that I was on in my novel and called out to them, "In the garden!"
Soon I saw them running towards me and they both hugged me tightly at once."Can't br-breath." I managed to say out.
They immediately pulled away and I saw their extremely worried faces, "what the hell Amaya?!" Well they turned angry real quick."What the hell what?" I was very confused with their behavior.
"Where have you been for a long time and why weren't you answering your phone?!" Said Adrien quite dare I say pissed and before I could react, Christian continued, "we've been calling and messaging you for the past fifteen minutes. At least a 'will get back to you later' or 'I'm busy' message would have relaxed us." He sounded quite disappointed. In me.
Knowing that I disappointed him made me feel so hurt, and so disappointed in myself. It felt like I failed a very important examination. I know I might sound a bit dramatic but there are a few people in my life whom I hated disappointing. Christian was indefinitely one of those people.Wait!
Phone!
Calls!
And messages!
Oop. I'm so dead. They will for sure kill me if I tell them that my phone's battery got over and it's currently being charged. Well one might wonder why. It's because they had specifically told me to always have my phone with me, charged.
"Well..." I began while fidgeting with my fingers.
"Well?" Said Adrien crossing his arms with a stern face.
This is clearly not helping my situation.
"Itschargingcurrentlybecauseimayormaynothaveforgottentochargeitearliertoday." I said it all out in just one breath and hoped they would uh not understand it and let it be at that.
"What? I want you to repeat that sentence and say it loud and clear this time." Said Adrien sternly.
'Please dearest God and all the angels above, help me out! I will do anything you say! I promise!' I thought in my mind while looking at the pink hues in the evening grey sky. It looks beautiful. Who could have thought that such a beautiful evening would go so wrong.
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