SEBASTIAN
I returned to the water park, it was as if I never left. Students of all ages were fighting in a full blown water fight. People who have never met before aided each other and fought against others together. Different groups of all sorts of people acting as one but yet many.
It brought a smile to my face but it didn't last long. The memory of her, I couldn't get it out of my head. I couldn't get her out of my head. I didn't feel in the mood to participate so I headed inside, planning to just relax in my room.
"I still can't believe you're here. You're really here." I heard a familiar voice on the way to my room, pausing to see who it was.
"Marcus? The Starbucks guy? What's going on?"
"Sebastian, meet Luke, my...friend." Luke sent a subtle nod my way, as I did to him.
"It's nice to meet you, Luke." I smiled, shaking his hand.
"You too Sebastian." Marcus stood behind Luke, staring at him in awe. I could practically hear his heartbeat from here.
"Right, well, I'm just heading up to my room now but you two have fun. Oh, and if need be -'cause I know things can get a bit heated - there are condoms in the bedside drawers." I threw them a wink before making my way to the lift, leaving behind a blushing Luke and a red, flabbergasted Marcus.
Yes, they have condoms in the bedside table drawers. I too was surprised when I opened it up in search of the TV remote but instead found half a dozen packets of condoms. Rehabilitation centre? I don't quite know about that.
I reached my room, unlocking the door and throwing myself onto the king-sized bed. Luxurious indeed. I found the remote and switched the TV on, choosing the first movie I saw.
"Bee movie? Heck no!" Or not.
AUDREY
"Hey, are you okay?" A concerned Libby askes once I join them, taking a seat beside Margo.
"Yeah, don't worry about it. I took care of it." I mumbled.
It broke my heart when I said those words to him. But I couldn't let him get too close, I couldn't let him be around anytime soon. Who knows what's going to happen? I woke up this morning to an email from my father about the company, that the trial season will begin once I return.
"Here, I got you tea, I know how much you love it." Margo smiled as she slid the teacup and saucer over to me.
"Thank you, I needed it," I replied, taking a sip. I thumbed the handle before biting my lip.
"What's wrong Audrey?" Margo asked, holding my other hand in hers.
"The trial season will begin when we return to Rowell Academy."
The trial season is a period of time when the heir to the company will have a trial season of being the head of the entire corporation, hence the name. Normally this happens when the heir is twenty-five years of age after they have completed their course in university and training. However, since I'm not the normal type of heir, I am going to begin the trial season in six days.
"Shit! So soon? Couldn't he have waited until you finished this year?" Margo swore. She mumbled a few words that I didn't quite catch, or maybe it's better that I didn't, "that's why you did it, that's why you let him go."
I nodded, biting my lip again, trying to hold in my tears. "Yeah," I choked out. It hurt to breathe, "I couldn't do that to him."
"I'm sorry. You can fix this once everything is all over but you need to focus on being able to survive the next month. I know it's hard, I know." She brought my head to lean on her shoulder as she rubbed circles on my back while I tried to contain my emotions.
These six days will probably be hell for me. Since I will have to be at the headquarters of the Parkinson Corporation I decided to take a week off from university to help me ease into it and get the hang of it for when I return to university. Hopefully, I can get the majority of the work completed in that week, this means possibly going back to my thirteen-year-old state.
I know better now than I did then, but I still might end up in hospital. Like I said, who knows what will happen? That's why I had to let Sebastian go, that's why I had to do it. I know Sebastian, I know how emotional he is, how human he is, and that's why I couldn't do it to him.
It broke my sister to see me in the hospital bed, somehow I have this feeling that it would be worse for Sebastian. I never wanted to have to do what I just did, but I knew if I didn't, the outcome could be catastrophic.
For the next week, he continued to ignore me, respecting my wishes. Although I asked him to do it, it hurt that he listened. When I saw him across the room, my heart would twinge with pain when he smiled or laughed. I don't know why it did; maybe I should get that checked out.
"I despise essays. Why couldn't his assistant write one instead of me?" I groaned, arching my back as I hit send.
We made it back to Rowell Academy in one piece and my father requested I write him an essay about the Residential Centre, well, he more ordered it but that's not the point. The point is that I have sat in this chair for the past three hours slaving over this essay that he had the nerve to assign to me. And with a FIVE HOUR DEADLINE!
This essay only made me grow more nervous. I don't feel ready for this tryout season at all. I couldn't understand it, I have trained my whole life for the company and here I am getting all anxious over a tryout session. It's not like I haven't managed the company before. I had to emergency-manage the company for a week when my father contracted scarlet fever.
I groaned again as I rubbed my face, I was too tired for this. I'm too tired for everything, for university, for the company, for life. I just need a break. Maybe, a couple years down the line, the company will be extremely successful and I can go on a two-week vacation. Oh, who am I kidding, make that two months.
I chuckled to myself, thinking about the school vacation. I did have a lot of fun.
But then why do I feel so...guilty?