FSG Belongs To ELJames!
Cpov
"Mr Grey?" Taylor speaks form the doorway, "Mrs. Grey has boarded a flight to Alaska, Fairbanks sir, an hour ago."
I rub my forehead and face my study window.
So she's in Alaska. The entire evening and night yesterday, and this morning we've been looking for her. She had her phone switched off, she doesn't even know that much people in the city, ergo, no way to reach her. And now, she has left for Alaska.
I know I should had divulged everything to her but a part me knows she won't understand or maybe...I don't know and I regret it.
She just evanesced without a trace and now has left to, plausibly meet her sister but what I don't understand is...
I turn to Taylor. "She left for Alaska this afternoon, where were she the entire night?"
"Her last location shows the cottage village near the sound, Mrs. Grey appears to have a friend there."
Thats make sense. Still, surprising. Friend?
"You are no hiding anything Taylor, are you?" I mutter leafing through the folder on my desk.
"I swear on Virgin Marry, sir."
"You are not religious." I look at him. Stern and damn! He has his complacent look. Not even an eye twitching. How does he does that?
"Well, then, Taylor, you might want to get yourself packed up for a cold weather." I say and leave him to frame-up.
I must talk to Anastasia and for that I must go to Alaska.
*
Apov
I don't know grany and Alice are home, I tiptoe in the living and to my utter bewilderment I find it completely...clean. Wao!
Never have I ever envisioned Alice and grany to keep the house...tidy.
"Siso!!" I turn and see Alice running down the stairs and fling onto me wrapping her arms and legs around.
Ouch!
Jesus, she's so heavy. For heaven sake, why wouldn't she? She's sixteen!
"Alice." I put her down hug her tight and feel grany join us from side.
Yeah, threefull family!
"I missed you so much!" I mutter.
"We missed you too."
"Hmm hmm." Grany grumbles and I look at Alice.
"Uh grany..." She calls, "...I know its cold, but, would you mind." And like that we bail out.
"Oh, sorry dear, just a flow of emoiton." She says and tucks me the couch by the hearth.
"And a flow of burned pies." Alice wispers as she sits beside me.
"Hey." Grany taps on her head. "Not all! I'll get you something to eat."
She goes to the kitchen and Alice calls. "Not burned please."
"Hey!"
"What?"
"Tell me, how have you been."
As wrap my arm around her, she lays her head on my shoulder and begins. "Cold going around here. But its nice. Jenny my friend we have been in a picnic trip last sunday, it was amazing. And after the vacations I'll be starting my guitar practices as you advised and would very much like to meet your husband."
I rheumate at the word 'husband'. I look at her and she gives me her, 'I know, all right' look.
"Siso...grany tells me everything."
Yeah, of course. When I commenced in GEH, a few days later, I told grany about the marriage. There was silence on other side for like, almost a full thirty minutes, then, she said, "I trust your decisions."
Believe me. She doesn't!
She could never get over my relationship with Ed. Never!
She saw what a wreck I was when I returned. She saw me bedraggled and not eating for days. She saw me luring into depression.
She saw me! And she couldn't see me like that ever again.
"Ana!" Alice shakes me back to the present and I peer at her. What did I miss. "Siso, did you fight with your husband?" She wrriggles her bro. She reminds me so much to Elliot, which reminds me of Christian, of whom I don't want to think! He reminds me of nothing but regret. Regret that I fell for him. Regret that I accepted his ultimatums. Regret that I cheated on him. Regret. When I was leaving, Ed said he would wait for me, I didn't say anything, just turn my back and left. Perhaps giving a tiny drop of Hope. And perhaps to myself as well.
"Just...a not so approving talk." I reply.
"Yeah, yeah...I know your not so approving talk, siso."
"Ah, yes you do." I start tickling her and the home, our home fills with our merry laughter.
Ugh...I missed this. I missed us.
*
Cpov
I ring the bell the second time just as the door opens.
An elderly women peeps around the door and surveys me for a moment and like apperception wide opens the door with a wide smile.
"How can I help you?"
"Anastasia Steele...?"
"Yep. You are...?"
"Christian Grey."
"Ow!" She gives a aporetic look. Earlier was not a look of...anyway "Please, come."
I enter and follow her through a painted gallery of all Marvel characters. Marvel fans!
"Ana and Alice are in here." She gestures in, probably a living room and retires.
I enter with soft taps and find Anstasia seated with a girl, Alice. Her hair is just like Anastasia, but short and wavy at the base. Complexion almost red. Yeah, red. But tiny brown eyes are exception. Otherwise, an exact replica.
"Who is this?" She peaks up at me in consternation and Anastasia follows her gaze.
Her face, for a moment, to my relief, is astound, but she hides it good.
"Ana..." I step forward.
"No one!" She, with in rigid tone, says. "He is no one."
"But..." Alice tries to speak.
"Imagine he is invisible and no one." She stands and pressss past me.
Alice from the couch looks at me and mouths, Christian Grey? I nod.
She stands as well, "Okay." literary shouts and leaves.
What the Fuck!
*
Since afternoon...No! From the moment I arrived niether Anastasia nor Alice has utter a word to me.
Alice would at least pass me a smile but Anastasia...well, she would just walk past me as if I'm not there. Fucking frustrating that women is.
The only person who has fed me and shown more than enough care is their grandmother, Merlia Steele. A beautiful old women.
She talks to me a with a sweetness which reminds me a lot of grandmother Phobie. Damn! I miss her! Specially her chocolate cake.
"Now, what are you day dreaming of?" I look up and see Alice slumping next to me onto the couch by the fire.
"What? You are talking to me?" I raise my brows in mock astonishment.
"Oh! Please. Don't act so naive! I'm just sick of this silent treatment. Anyway, tell me. What happened between you and Her Grace Anastasia?" Her face has this excited look and I can't help but think of Mia when she used to turn up for a gossip about any women to set me up with.
I smile at her. "Her Grace can be quite demanding."
"Ah!" She rolls her eyes and pull her feet to her chest. "That she is! And?"
I sigh recollecting the look on Anastasia's face when she left, "We had some disagreements."
Alice like she has crack some international code which I couldn't shakes her head at me. "You had a fight."
Now I cannot disagree. She really has decipher something. I nod. "Yes. We had."
"Tell you what? She's is too stubborn. You have to wheel a longway brother."
"I'm all prepared." Thats what I'm here for.
"Oh, yeah..." She smiles and tells me how extremely stubborn her grany can be as welll. Perhaps both of them got it from her.
She asks me about my family and tells me about hers. Though she doesn't really mentions her parents that often, it just her, Anastasia and their grany.
She talks about her interests and Anastasia's habits and hobbies just to help me with, her nature to know more. Yeah, relatable.
Alice talks about Marvels Cinematic Universe, the paintings on the gallery gave away that much, about her and her sisters love for science fiction, however, they haven't been around together to follow so.
When I ask her, why doesn't she have any objection against me, she says, "You are only person, siso is really angry at."
I giver her my confuse stare. She's always angry at me.
Alice smiles and stands, "We anger, at whom we feel our property. Well, thats what my grany says, anyway."
She leaves me contemplating her words.
Later that evening, after dinner--after ignorance I had to go through and glares--in the guest room Mrs. Steele approaches me with a coffee.
She stands quiet next to me by the window overlooking the tranquil street.
Then, swiftly she says, "I never thought Ana would marry again."
*
Well, why didn't the grany thought Ana would marry again?
We shall know in the next chap.
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