Princess in the hoodie

Chapter 16

"But you do know. I never see anyting but your hands and sometimes you chin and small bits of your cheeks. Why?" He asks sitting up and studying me ...

Ahh, goose. I'm in trouble now ...

"Uhm ahh, look! A chair!" I blurt out nervously in panic causing him to frown.

"Av, the hell. Leave the chair out of this but seriuosly though ..." He asks while his features fill with consurn.

I look down at my lap and swallow the lump in my throat. Should I tell him? I mean even Daniella doesn't know. I breath out a shaky breath.

"Can you keep a secret?" I wisper soft.

I look up to see him nod cunsurned.

"Okay, uhm, this is top secret. Not even Danny knows...kinda. Like she knows how what I look like but not why or maybe she does and she doesn't realise it ... or something...I don't know but it's complicated." I feel my nerves climb up the tension in my shoulders.

I gulp and shakily remove the hood from my face. My curls bounce around my face as the escaped the ever so hard trying hair band. I want to look him in the eyes. I felt doubt swarm in the air and I saw his hands from fists as a way of constricking himself. His eyes ran up and down my face slowly analizing it.

"I know you?" He states but comes out more of a confused question causing my eyes to snap up.

"Of course you do. Everyone does." I mumble feeling highly ashamed.

Reaching behind me I grab the old newspaper in the drawer that holds my dark secrets. I hand him the paper and watch as his face deepens into a huge frown. His words skim over the headline and the picture. He then snaps his gaze up to me before compairing it to the picture again. Then a look of disbelief crosses his face and he stares at me intensly.

"You're the girl they could find in the Houtson fire? What the hell? But you are like right infront of me but you are still missing? This is so confusing." Emeail drops the newspaper on the floor and rubs his hands over his face."How? How are you here but you are still missing? Ava, help me. I don't understand."

I fiddle with my hands and gulp down the bitterness poisoning my soul. I pick up the newspaper and stare at the sweet family photo, gently tracing my fingers over the sentimental picture.

"They never found me because I wasn't in the state. I had run away the previous that morning and before I even got off the train, it was already too late." I mumble with a soft sniff.

I turn the paper towards him again and point to one of the paraghraps.

"They haven't found me yet because they aren't looking for me." I watch as Emeail's frown deepens.

His face screams confusion and frustraion.

"I'm not really appreciating your riddles at the moment, Ava." His voice is a little cold but I shake it off.

"Oh, you are as blind as cheese, Emeail. Look-"I say point to the paraghrap again,"They aren't looking for me. They are looking for Osean."

I speak slowly and watch as it dawns apon Emeail slowly. His gaze meets mine with riddled look.

"So you are telling me that you, the person sitting right infront of me, your name isn't Ava?" Emeail asks point at me with the news paper.

"Not really no. My middle name is Avery and that's where Ava comes in but no. My fisrt name is Osean. Osean Avery Williams." I says and my heart aches saying it."But after this I changed it to Ava Williams. I didn't want to be reminded everytime someone talks to me."

"Ava, err, Osean? Whatever. Princess, why didn't you go back? Surely they would be thrilled or did I miss something." Emeail asks now taking my hand in his.

A tear dripps over my cheek.

"I'm not so sure, I'm the reason after all. I was the one who forgot to put out the fire in the fireplace. It's my fault that the house caught fire and I ruined their lives!" I cry softly looking back at the picture."I ruined it, Emeail."

Emeail's hands wrapped around my cheeks and his thumbs slowly wiped away each tear.

"Princess, you didn't know that would happen. You just did what you thought was right but I really think you should consider going back. Why did you run away though?" Emeail asks gently carefull not to overstep.

"I wasn't the easiest teenager out there. They were just trying to be good parents and I wouldn't let them. I was just so mean and look what happened. How can I ever look them in the eyes again? After all I did?" I sniffed as another stream of tears came running.

"Hey, if they went through all this trouble, they are really worried about you and I asure you they wouldn't mind seeing you again. They'll frogive you, I am sure of it."Email's soft and gentle words seem to find their way into my heart."But you need to firgive yourself first."

With a gentle kiss he pulls me into his embrace hugging me. I weakly hug and sigh. I feel drained from head to toe but I'm thankfull he is here. I knew deep down that I should go back. I should talk to them. Tell them I'm okay and alive but that's the easy part...

But you need to forgive yourself first...

Now that's the hard part.

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"Attack!" I yell and leap up from the sofa.

I wack a suprised Emeail behind between the shoulder blades and on the bum. He swings around hitting my side. I squeal at the impact and retreat to my unstable hut of sofa cussions. He continues his stampeded towards me as I aimlessly swat his calfs as he breaks down my hut.

"Do you really think you can beat me in this war for breakfast? Surrender and this suffering will end!" He declairs in a deep roayal voice.

"Never! I shall fight untill the break of dawn! Charge!!" I exclaim and retreat to my last resort.

I grab his legs and lean all my weight on them causing him topple backwards. I laugh victoriasly before climbing on him and smacking him with a near by pillow. The feathers shower around us as they escape the cussion. I laugh along with him as he trys catches my wrists and wressle for power.

I laugh loudly as we rolled over with my hair flying everywhere. Great I lost another hair band. Yeah, let's just say I've lost three hair bands in the past hour. I know , shocking. I slowly stop giggling when I realize I'm the only one that is finding this situation funny. I look up at him to see him studying me. Something was swarming in his eyes ...

He gently wheeled me up before examining me thurther. Then all of a sudden he pulls me onto his lap, pulling my legs apart. My instant reaction was hell no but then I saw him comparing the two eyes. Tracing my face with his eyes and caculating it. Then suddenly his eyes snaps up to mine and a blush arises. He looks down but I tilt his chin up still wanting to see those blue eyes. Needing to see them. Jelkyfishes they're beautiful. He somehow has planted his hand on my neck and tucked in a strand of hair with the other...

TO BE CONTINUED ... IN THE NEXT CHAPTER ...