Chapter 3- A tedious train ride
Dom's POV
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She was serious.
Now I'm sitting in a bland, boring train compartment with Lou and Vic, heading off to the horribly rainy place, known only as England. Great!
Oh yes, but it gets worse folks, Victoire and Louis are going along with the whole idea. What's wrong with them, there barely even protesting? I mean, Victoire is trying to be good about it because she hates to upset anyone, but I know she can't be happy about it. Meanwhile, Louis is trying to seem cool and aloof like he always does when he's in a stressful situation.
It's just not fair that after all the years our father thinks he can completely turn our lives upside down.
"Dominique if you press your pencil to the paper any harder it going to go right through," says Victoire gesturing to the notebook on my lap, interrupting my mental rant.
"Oh… yeah,right," I mutter as she continues to flip through the pages of some magazine.
Louis didn't seem to notice the exchange as he continues to toss his hat up into the air and catch it. He's sprawled out on the bench opposite me and Victoire.
"I wonder what it will be like in England," says Louis not breaking his concentration from his hat for more than a second. "I don't even know if I remember what it's like there.'
"I'm sure it will be…" says Victoire searching for some words of encouragement, but appearing to find nothing.
"I'm sure it'll be foul, we have to live with some jerk that ditched us for seven years and then decided he had the right to turn our lives upside down." I say, my voice dripping with venom.
"Dom, he's our father, you can't say things like that even if…" starts Victoire in a reprimanding way that reminds me of Maman.
"I don't care who he is-" I begin
"Can't you just give it a rest please Dom, none of us our thrilled about this." says Louis, stopping his game to turn towards me with a stern look on his face.
God, he's so mature sometimes you'd think he was the older sibling.
Quickly everyone resumes there previous activity including myself, and if you hadn't seen the previous events transpire you would probably never known it had taken place. Though there was an air of tension that filled the compartment, but not just that, there was a feeling of nervousness, uncertainty and maybe, just maybe even fear.
I'm not exactly sure how much time passed before Victoire announced that we had arrived, but everything seemed to go in slow motion as we gathered our things. Time seemed to stop as we stepped on to the platform, for to be reunited, for lack of a better word, with our father and all that entailed. This is bound to be fun.
Helllo, to anyone I'm sooooo sooooo sooooooooo sorry for taking so long to update but I was trying to write in Louis point of view like I intended to and got this huge case of writers block. Anyways I was inspired to continue and that's how I cam e across this chapter in Dom's POV, which is sooooo fun to write, even though my favourite character is toss up between Vic and Lou which is kind off funny but anyways. The next chapter is already written and will be up as soon as possible
Ms_krum