The one where you are a servant for the Royal Family. Their son is the one who is known as a heartless royal whereas their daughter is known as the kindest royal in history. You happen to be the long lost best friend from the prince. He just doesn't realize that until it's too late.
"Emma, can you please make me my morning tea?" The princess asks me. I nod and walk to the kitchen. Normally, as a maid, you are expected to reply with some sort of a title but I'm not a talker, never was. And they exactly don't mind that, except the prince. Harry demands you to reply with his title. He is kind of an asshole but he is actually a kind person. He just doesn't let that side of him show. While walking to the kitchen I pass some of the other staff. I say hello and smile a bit. Once arrived at the kitchen I grab a mug and the tea Gemma wants. "Emma, make me a coffee please." I roll my eyes, careful so he doesn't see. "Yes, Prince Harry." I say and leave to grab him his coffee. "You gave me the wrong cup servant. Re-fucking-do it." He says. "Don't be such a douchebag Harold!" Gemma scolds him and helps me remake his coffee. "Gemma, if you make my coffee, I don't want it." He says in a harsh tone. I quitely walked away, not wanting to be yelled at by prince Harry. "I don't care I am being harsh. They are fucking servants Gem. SERVANTS." He spats. In the meanwhile I remade his coffee and with shaky hands I bring it to him. "Prince Harry? I got you your new coffee." I tell him, my lips starting to tremble. "Great." He says. I look up to Gemma and wonder where I went wrong on life.
"Momma, can I go to see auntie Anne?" I whine to my mom, who has said 'no' about a million times already. "I already said no Emma. You'll see them tomorrow again. If you ask once more I'll give you a punishment. I walk away mad and slam with door on my way back to my room."
Maybe there is what went wrong. Maybe I was too eager to see Harry and Gemma. "Gemma, I'm going to the garden today. Will you please let Anne know?" I tell her. She nods and I walk back to my so called room. I change into my garden clothes and leave the castle. As I make my way to the garden I see Harry walking the same way as I am. I smile at the sight. The calm radiating of off him. But then he sees me and it all changes. "You, you shouldn't be here. You aren't even allowed to be out here for gods sake." He yells. I lower my gaze and try to keep myself from crying. "You are nothing. Oh for fucks sake stop the crying. This isn't necessary." I look up with tears streaming over my face and nod. "Fine. I'll go back to the castle. But don't think I'll obey everything you'll say again Harry." I say, quite strongly for someone who just cried. The surprise on his is very visible and i quitely laugh. I walk back to the castle when I see a car speeding in my eyesight. I try to get away but it's too late. The last thing I can remember for it all gets black is Harry's face.
"Damnit Gemma. What makes you think I did this?" I here a faint yell. "You always yell at the people who try to make you happy. And you are extra mean to her. I have every right to yell at you." Another faint yell. "Stop yelling!" I whisper, my eyes still closed. "Emma, babe, you okay?" one of the voices asks me. "Can you open up your eyes for me love?" Another voice asks. I try as hard as I can but I fail. I can hear the voices getting fainter but the beeps get louder. I can feel someone grabbing my hand and I try to squeeze the hand but fail miserably. I feel the hand getting pulled away from mine and more hands pulling at my body. "Her heart is failing. CPR ASAP" A faint scream is heard and then a lot of cries. "Heartrate is getting higher. One more time. CLEAR." That's all I hear before I see white and chaos.
"Are you okay?" I hear a low, raspy voice asking. I open my eyes and see Haryy standing there. "Where's Gemma?" I just ask. "She is getting something to drink." I nod and close my eyes again. "Can you talk to me please?" He asks. I snort and shake my head. "I don't ever want to talk to you again." I say and hurt flashes trough his eyes. "Harry, leave her alone. You've done enough." A familiar voice says. "Hi sunflower, I brought you something better to eat instead of hosptial food." Anne says. I smile at the 'sunflower' but quickly it faded when I hear Harry scoff at the nickname. "O shut up, you always called me that." I shut him off and he walks away.
Sad end bro