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It didn't take us long to get to my castle home. Even though the airport was only about ten minutes away, I still preferred to fly than drive to my home. I don't know, it just brought back a lot of old memories of the five of us flying everywhere and having fun.
So finally, we landed on the southwest tower of the castle and my butler, Andrew, was there to help me off and with my bags. Andrew wasn't as old as Gustave or any of the other butlers. He was actually only in his mid-twenties with black hair and brown eyes. He was a good butler though, I had no complaints.
"Lady Celina, it is good to have you back after so long. Shall I inform your parents of your arrival?" Andrew asked as he walked alongside the rest of us while we made our way into the castle. At first, I was going to wave it off and shake my head but then, I figured, I needed to face them sooner or later.
"Yes, please do." I replied and the young butler nodded and turned down one of the corners that we passed, heading towards my room first to drop off my luggage. The others and I headed over towards one of the dining halls to discuss my adventures.
"So, what places did you visit?" Enrique asked once we settled down in the room. "Oh my gosh, loads of places! I don't think there was a country that I didn't visit." I said, giggling. The others smiled at me.
"What was your favorite place?" Oliver asked. Wow, I really had to think about that one. There were so many amazing countries that I visited, I don't think I could actually choose which one was my favorite.
"You know, Oliver, I'm not quite sure. But, I did enjoy Egypt a lot and its history and such. But also, there were the tropical places like the Bahamas…oh, I just can't choose!" I said, throwing my hands up in the air exaggerating. The others laughed but then began asking more questions about certain places and I gave them as much information as I could. Then, I heard a knock at the door.
"Lady Celina, your parents are here to see you." Andrew's voice chimed in from the other side of the door. I stood up. "Let them in, Andrew." I said and slowly, the door opened to reveal my parents. Not much changed about them but they had huge smiles on their faces.
"Celina…darling…you're back!" My mother exclaimed, running over to me and embracing me. I hugged her back. Even though I was angry at them about the whole arranged marriage thing, I still did miss them dearly. My father hugged me afterwards.
"Oh, you have to tell us all about your travels over dinner!" My mother said, holding my hands in hers. I glanced at the others, about to ask if they could stay, when Robert intervened.
"I know what you're thinking, Celina and no. You should catch up with your parents." He said, waving his hand. Johnny nodded. "Yeah, we can see you tomorrow or something and you can tell us the rest of your stories." He replied. I nodded and, after giving them each a hug goodbye, they left on Oliver's blimp.
Dinner came quickly and I began telling my parents all about my travels. They seemed happy that I enjoyed myself and I even brought them back some presents. I had brought back presents for the four boys as well but I guess I would have to wait till tomorrow to give it to them.
"Celina, darling, there's something your father and I would like to say to you." My mother said suddenly, after I gave them their presents. I wiped my mouth with a napkin and cleared my throat. "Yes? What is it?" I asked. My father sighed.
"After you suddenly left without barely any words as to why you left, your mother and I got worried, of course. But, it didn't take us long to truly figure out the reason why you left." My father started. "I know you told Robert, Oliver, Enrique and Johnny that it was for figure skating and beyblading but, you couldn't fool us, sweetie." My mother added, smiling at me. I looked down, feeling a little exposed.
"You knew it was because of the arranged marriage." I muttered. "Yes, Celina, which is why your mother and I want to apologize." My father stated, making me look up and blink at them.
"What?" I asked. "We want to apologize for putting so much pressure on you about that whole ordeal. It wasn't right for us to do that. We didn't truly consider your feelings about that and we're sorry." My mother said, reaching over and taking my hand.
"We just never knew that you would leave us because of it. I think that truly made us wake up and face reality. You are right, this is the twenty-first century and arranged marriages don't happen anymore." My father added, taking my mother's free hand and squeezing it. I stared at them, unbelieving. Were they…being serious? Or, were they trying to trick me like last time?
"And no, we're not trying to trick you again so please, don't think that." My father added in. I looked from him to my mother and kept doing that a few times before it truly sunk in. They were being serious. I was free to choose my own husband. I smiled widely at them.
"Oh, thank you, mother! Thank you, father!" I cried, hugging each of them. I couldn't believe it, this was the best news ever! My parents were finally seeing things my way.
The next day, the others called and said they wanted to come over so I told them they could. It didn't take long for each of them to get here and we all sat around and got re-acquainted. They each told me how they became champion bladers in their country.
"Wow, really? That's amazing, guys." I said, smiling at all of them. "Yes, well, it wasn't all that hard since most other bladers from around are poor competition." Robert said, sitting in a chair with his arms crossed. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh c'mon, Robert, don't be like that. I'm sure there were some good bladers that you battled on your way of gaining your title." I said. He shook his head. "Not one." He replied. I blinked at him. What was that all about? I don't remember Robert being this…cocky.
"Well, I always respect my opponents because with each battle, you learn a little something different." I said and the others nodded. "I agree. Each battle helps you get a little bit better." Enrique said and even Johnny agreed with that (although, he still tried to pull it off in his "cool guy" attitude). Robert scoffed.
"Oh, please. You still believe those things, Celina?" He said with this attitude I wasn't so sure I liked. I narrowed my eyes slightly at him. "Yes, Robert, I do believe that and I thought you did too." I replied. Robert rolled his eyes.
"That's what children think." He commented and I felt my jaw drop. Even the others gasped a little. "So, you're calling me a child? You'd be one to talk! You're the one who is strutting around like you're God or something!" I said, raising my voice slightly. Robert glared at me.
"How is that childish?" He asked and he was dead serious about it. Is he joking? I gave him a harsh laugh. "You're kidding me, right, Robert? You really don't think your ideals about beyblading aren't childish? Wow, that's pretty pathetic." I said, smiling and chuckling a little under my breath. I really couldn't believe what I was hearing from him.
"Pathetic? What? You're calling me, pathetic?" Robert said, his eyes flashing with anger as he stood up, clenching his fist. The others were starting to get nervous about the fight so they stood up too and tried to calm us down.
"Robert, relax. Celina didn't mean it that way, right, Celina?" Enrique said, looking at me nervously. "No, I meant every word." I shot at him, causing Oliver and Johnny to stare at each other in shock before turning back to us.
"Celina, you can't really mean…" Johnny started but was cut off by Robert. "How dare you! How dare you insult me like that! You have no right to say those things to me!" He shouted at me. I glared at him and stood up.
"And you have no right to bash someone else's opinions about something. Instead, you start going around talking about your ideals like it should be decreed in all the lands!" I shouted back, waving my hand to exaggerate my point. Robert's glare on me turned cold but I didn't falter.
"You are crossing the line, Celina…" He muttered. I took a step towards him and glared right at him, looking him dead in the eyes. "You crossed it way the hell before I did. You're just too proud to admit that you're a self-centered and egotistical bastard." I scowled at him and turned on my heel to walk away. I heard Enrique and Johnny struggling with Robert, probably trying to hold him back from attacking me. Oliver put his hand on my shoulder.
"Celina, I think that was going a little too…." He was cut off by Robert who shouted: "You ignorant bitch!" All three of the boys gasped and even I let out a breath of shock. What did he just call me? I slowly turned to face him and he was still being held back by Enrique and Johnny, whose eyes were wide as plates and staring at the German boy. Oliver was the first to recover from the shock.
"Robert, that was going way out of line!" He said, stomping over to his friend. Even Enrique and Johnny looked disgusted at Robert's language and insult. "That was harsh, Robert." Johnny commented, loosening his grip on Robert's arm. Enrique did the same and the both of them eventually let Robert go.
"Yeah, man, that was totally uncalled for!" Enrique scolded, making Robert glare at him. "Oh, so you'll yell at me but say absolutely nothing to her for what she called me?" He said. Johnny stepped up.
"Well, yeah, hers was uncalled for too but, your insult was just…." He trailed off, trying to find the right word to describe it. "Just what? Go ahead, say it! I dare you!" Robert challenged, making Oliver glare more at him.
"Shut up, Robert. I think you've said enough." He said. All the while, I stood there, barely listening as the four of them argued. Those three words kept repeating themselves in my head: "You ignorant bitch!" Over and over again I heard it. Finally, I clenched my eyes shut and held my head, trying to shake those words out but to no avail. Mixed in with the fighting, I couldn't take it anymore!
"Get out, Robert…" I whispered, causing the boys to stop and look at me. "What did you say, Celina?" Johnny asked. I looked up at them and glared at Robert. I didn't even want to see my face because I'm sure I looked scary.
"I said, get out, Robert." I repeated, louder this time for them to hear. Four pairs of eyes went wide at my demand but no one moved, which made me angry. I pointed towards the door.
"Get out! Now!" I ordered. Tears stung my eyes, begging to be released but I didn't want to show it them, to Robert. I didn't want to show any sign of weakness. I was not going to give him the satisfaction that he actually made me cry. Robert glared.
"You insignificant little….hey!" Robert stopped short when the others grabbed him and began pushing him towards the door. "Just go, Robert!" Enrique said, pushing against his German friend. Johnny had a grip on Robert's arm and was pulling him out.
"We'll all leave." He said and they all disappeared through the door, but not before Oliver gave one look at me, shook his head and then left with the others. I could hear Robert's protests from the hall but I didn't care. I didn't move. I just stayed there, waiting for them to be out of earshot before I fell to my knees and sobbed.
Damn you, Robert. Damn you to Hell!
From Author- Oh boy, things did not go well between Robert and Celina, hmm? Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and please review! I would love to hear from people! Just no flames or rude comments or anything, thanks!