A.N. Thanks to F-chan1 I decided to give you chapter 15 but I'm going to still keep re-writing it all- and when it's all done I'll put them all in at once. So it won't be for a while.

But for now I'll continue to write the story cause I like it, and hope you do too!

Chapter 15

I heard him run by.

After drying my tears, I laughed at myself when I realized that I was running from the Prince again. What was going on here? Did I really feel something for him? To him I'm probably just the "summer fling"

These thoughts came and went, and then I started looking around the room where I had hidden my self. It looked like a storage room, odd place to have one, I thought as I got up and began to wander.

There were old dining tables stacked along the walls, and old dust covered pillows, candleholders, and pictures, there was even an old Grand Piano. There was a dusty vase on top of the piano that held a single dried rose. I walked up to it and lightly touched one of the withered petals. I pulled back immediately when one of the delicate petals fell, and landed lightly on the piano, disturbing the dust. I turned around and my eyes met an old portrait hanging from the wall.

There was a man with wavy brown hair and a mustache sitting in a chair. In his lap was a small toddler who had white blonde hair and gleaming green eyes. Is that Aden? But no, it couldn't be. The painting was much too old to have been painted within the last 16 years. That must mean its…The King. Quatre. He wore a happy youthful smile, the same smile on his fathers face. Next to them was a small side table, and on top of it was a medium sized picture frame with a picture of a beautiful young woman with long wavy blonde hair and she had the same eyes as Quatre. Around them there were twenty-nine young women, all whom had their parents features. It was a huge portrait that took up most of the wall.

"Wow-," I mumbled taking a step back so I could see the portrait all the way. I stared at the painting then suddenly realized that I had stayed in the room for much too long. They would find me if I remained.

But where to go?

The window?

The door?

Maybe if I was quiet enough I could slip down the hall with out being noticed, or caught.

There were footsteps outside the door, and when I put my ear against the door I heard the unexpected sound of breathing on the other side.

"Cindi?" I took in sharp intake of breath- Aden? - how did he know it was me?

"Cindi- I know you're in there. But just listen, that was all a big misunderstanding. Every bit of it. She kissed me. I know you must not believe me but its true. I care for you a lot- please. Cindi?"

"Why did you let her?" the words were out of my mouth before I could stop them.

"I- Cindi-" I heard him trying to gather his words, but they cam out scrambled.

"It hurt Aden. I've been hurt a lot, and that just deepened my cuts." For some reason I just couldn't let myself accept his apology.

"Cindi- please don't be stubborn."

I didn't say anything. We sat on either sides of the door in silence before I heard him back away from the door. "Fine Cindi! Fine act like that- but I have to leave. I have dates to go to." I heard him stomp off down the hall before I unlocked the door and slowly walked out with my head slightly down.

He was angry. Of course he was, how could I blame him? 'I have dates to go to' the words still etched at my mind.

I let out a long breath before making my way to my bedroom. I ran into they guys who I found out were looking for me when Aden told them I ran off. They had only called the search over when Aden stormed by them grumbling something under his breath. He had only stopped a moment to tell them that he had found me. Hearing that made me feel worse. Why did I have to inherit my mother's stubbornness and my father's knack of not forgiving? I told the guys I didn't feel well and left them with unanswered questions. I dragged my feet to my room and shut the door connection Dads' room and mine. I lay on the bed for hours, eventually falling asleep.

Daddy woke me up and asked me if I was going to go to the ball that night. It was in half an hour. I lied and told him I had thrown up, and I was going to stay in bed that night. Reluctantly he agreed and told me he's send up some medicine and oatmeal for me to eat.

After he left for the night, I rolled over on my bed. I got up and changed into my pajamas and decided I would try and get some more sleep. Then I realized what tomorrow was.

The final day of the Ball.

The day he and Lily choose who has won their hearts during the four days. I wondered whom they would both choose. Surly there was some girl that Aden got close to during today's festivities. Anyone would be okay, well everyone except Kahea. I knew her chances were limited, but weird things do happen. As for Lily- I think she might choose Eric. They seemed close, and they're a sweet couple.

Again I rolled over in bed and closed my eyes. Hopefully I could just fall asleep and let everything go away. Two days from now I'll be at home with Ruth-mom-Dane- Hell. Back too normal.

Okay that my short chapter 15- chapter 16 will be very interesting I promise! Again- sorry it was so short ;