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Saving Diana

Chapter Three

The car came to a sudden halt, as the front driver's seat swung open, as Harry climbed out, opening my side of the door. As I stepped out of the car, I felt nervous, as it has already been almost 24 hours since I left home. What will I say when I go back inside the house? What will my father do?

"Thank you for the ride, Harry," I smiled, as I gave him a hug.

"Y-You're welcome," he replied. I silently laughed at his embarrassed reaction.

When I pulled away, Harry and I stood on the sidewalk together, awkwardly standing there with nothing much else to do. "Well, I guess this is goodbye. Maybe I'll see you around, Diana."

He grinned at me, as he stepped back into his car. I wanted to tell him that I didn't want to go back home. I wanted to tell him that he was the only person who still cared about me.

But my emotions were hopeless. He drove away, with one last goodbye as I glanced at his car.

"Diana, I'm glad you're back."

I turn back to see father standing in front of the door, with a tall handsome boy who stood next to him. The boy greeted me inside, as I walked in, feeling like a complete stranger to my own environment. I wasn't welcome.

I sat on the fancy white couch, colored with beautiful flowers and more. It reminded me of mother, so dearly.

"Who are you?" I asked politely, smiling.

"Jack Emerson."

Jack sat next to father, as father sat in front of me, only the coffee table dividing us now. "Now, I must take it that you, are Diana?"

"Yes," I replied, sitting in a proper position, my backpack still strapped to my back. I felt childish and foolish, and self-evidently appeared like so.

"Now, may I ask a question, to I which do not want to protrude?"

"Go ahead," father responded.

"Why were you surprised to see Diana, may I ask?"

Father looked dumbfounded, and I knew blurting out the real answer would make him more angry. Decided, I kept my mouth closed and let father explain himself.

"She got lost, I suppose. She's safe now."

His response seemed confident, but Jack knew he was lying. He shrugged it off anyways. "Now, may I do what I had come here to do?"

"You may," father grinned.

"Diana Marie Aurora, will you be my bride?"

A collapse of silence and awkwardness fell among us. I never expected an arranged marriage, so bluntly, like so. "I," I paused, remembering Harry. For some reason, his actions impacted my decision. More than it should have. "I need time to think about-"

"Nonsense!" father slammed the coffee table, causing it to shake.

Jack stared at him in amazement, as his eyes widened. Father then immediately coughed, straightening his posture and acting like that had never happened. "I mean, Diana, is willing to accept your offer."

"I'm sorry, but I do not want to force her into becoming my wife. I want her to make her own decision."

"Alright then. Jack, I suppose you will leave now?"

He checked the clock hung up on the wall, then smiled. "I suppose so. Goodbye Diana, and I hope that you will accept my engagement offer."

He stood up, and walked out the door, as I watched him exit, leaving father and I alone.

Before I could say anything, father is already angry. "How dare you refuse his proposal?!"

"I never refused, I only asked for more time," I defended.

"And how dare you leave? You foolish brat, you'd be dead by now if it wasn't for Jack."

"Why is my marriage with him so important?"

He calms down. "The Emerson family has been known as a very rich, and well organized. Their company is quite big."

"No wonder you want me to marry him," I sneer. "You want more money."

"I'm too old now," father shrugs. "Sooner or later I'd have to retire. I'm only doing the best for you, Diana."

"Like hell, you are!" I scream.

"Don't you dare talk to your own father like that!" he yelled, slapping me across the face. "How dare you even try to come crawling back after running away."

"Y-You," I stammer. "You monster."

He ripped my backpack off, as the contents inside begin flooding out. Pictures of mother and I, scrapbooks and journals of times with mother. I scramble to pick up the items. "You... Kept all these?"

I don't respond, but just continue picking them all up, stuffing them back into my backpack. "I.. don't know who I've become.. Just.. A monster. Like you said. I can't undo the past.."

I can hear father crying. His words, becoming slurred and inaudible. I grip onto my backpack, running upstairs as I review all the contents inside.

Two pieces of bubblegum, two water bottles, three lettuce, cheese, and ham sandwiches in ceran wraps, one small jar of Nutella, and an extra change of clothes, along with my memories of mother. I continue to hear father weeping downstairs, and I feel slightly sympathetic for him. But it doesn't matter.

"D-Diana.. I'm sorry."

His voice surprises me. "P-Please.. forgive me.."

"F-Father, I.."

I turn back to see him holding a knife. "Let's die, together. You and me. Here, now. Life doesn't matter for us."

"Get the fuck away!" I scream, his knife plunging into my elbow, as I scream in pain as he twists the knife.

I kick him, as he falls down the stairs, as I quickly search for an exit. "D-Diana.. What's wrong.. Why can't we die.. T o g e t h e r?"

I can't.

I grab a hold of my elbow, wincing in pain as I step into my room. There is no escaping anymore. I can't hide from him.

I peer down the window, as I see that I might have a chance to survive with this one fall.. "Diana.. Where are you?"

I take one deep breath in, and fall.

Darkness consumes me.

Notes

Comments

winter break got me waiting for updates like friggin crazy

crushingonniall crushingonniall
12/29/14

Please upsd

Rose_Jasmine Rose_Jasmine
6/9/14

update!! this is gonna be such a great story!!

Update!! It soo good

Amazing

Chloe mc Chloe mc
1/13/14