Lost In His Emerald (COMPLETE)

Chapter 15

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"Oh my God oh my God oh my God "

"You need to relax Diana" Cassie pleaded as she rubbed her back.

Diana hadn't been the same since the previous night.  Chris called Cassie to talk with her and help her feel okay. Lying with her face against the pillow, she let out a muffled scream.

"How could i lose myself like that. And it wasn't just anyone Cass... Mother-frickin Tory... Tory Hernandez... Aaaaaargh... What if he noticed something... What if he remembered me" Diana grunted.

"Listen to me, he didn't okay?... You were the complete opposite of what Bella is. Even if he was to suspect..the heiress of a mafia wouldn't even be the last thing to suspect " Cassie reassured.

She was right, and Diana knew it. Why would a multi billionaire dress up as a poor girl and enroll at the academy. Why would the heiress of a mafia let mere people get away with mistreating her. It wouldn't make sense... Right?

Of course it wouldn't.

And she smiled..Tory would never figure her out. If they meet again, as Diana, she would just apologize and say she was quite overwhelmed..and everything would be okay. And if they met again, as Bella, she would tremble in his presence...and be the vulnerable terrified poor girl everyone thought she was.

Perfect...right?

Nobody knew her real name..or so she thought.

But someone did.

Tracy did.

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Cassie fixed her glasses as she watched Diana carelessly smear pink makeup all over her face, like she always did. Her hair was already dyed back to pink and hang below her jaw. Jumping into her normal dressing, hoodie, tights and converse, she was pleased.

"Ready, Tessa? " She grinned, eyeing Cassie who smiled back.

"Ready, Bella"

They dilly dallied downstairs heading to the black jeep awaiting them. Bidding Chris goodbye, they drove off, back to the hell hole.

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His eyes had dark circles underneath, his joints were tired,  his head was pounding from lack of sleep and massive amounts of caffeine he drained into his blood stream....thinking about her.

Nothing made sense. The way she danced, how she avoided his gaze a couple of times..her aura.. But then..

Diana is Bella... And again she isn't. I know it, it's her.. But Bella is poor and timid...Diana is courageous and articulate..and wealthy..But the way she moved her body was the way Bella did...their voices are the same...they're both wild inside... But again they're totally different.

Poor Tory couldn't even think straight. The more he thought, the more his head threatened to burst open.  He had to figure it out..

But how..

His face lit up when the idea crossed his mind... The perfect idea.

He was about to get up from the couch where he had been seated all night when someone stormed into his room.

"My goodness! You look like shit! "

"And so do you...what do you want Tracy" He groaned in annoyance as she trespassed her way onto the couch next to his.

"Ouch...didn't you miss me? "

"How are you not dead yet...your existence is a disrespect to Mother Nature " He scoffed as Tracy rolled her eyes.

"I missed you too" She bubbled.

"What do you want"

"Well I just thought you'd be interested in knowing the girl your beloved brother has been spending his days with...but well i was wrong " She muttered, as she walked towards the door.

"Wait! "

She stopped, gleeful as she looked back at him with expectancy..

"What do you know"

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