Don't Build me to Break me
By: Forgotten Sunrise
A/N: I'm sorry that I have been gone for so long, but thank you to everyone who still read it and a big thanks to everyone who reviewed. Now that schools over, I'm going to try and get this story back on track
Chapter 5: Hurting
Artemis emerged from Ida hideout only to be met by a sour faced Miguel.
"How come she let you in but never even let me get a peek?"
"I guess she just like me more than she does you."
"But she doesn't even know you"
"It doesn't matter." He said as he started to turn away to head back to his room.
"Wait Fowl. Before you go to where ever it is that you're going, you need to take this." Miguel dug deep into his front left pocket and pulled out a bright pink slip of paper that had been folded in half and had the name 'Art Fowl' written in a glittery purple ink. There was no doubt to where this came from.
"Thank you Miguel." Artemis said and then continued back to his room.
"Yah whatever. Welcome" Miguel huffed as he watched him go.
She set there in total disbelief. She saw it on her T.V as clear as can be with her ever own eyes but still, couldn't believe this to be true. It had to be a lie. Somehow, what she was seeing played out in front of her was false. But she knew, deep down that it was nothing but the simple truth. She turned off her DVD and left the room to go find Mafiéa, which was by no means an easy task. Ida first searched the manor's fifteen bathrooms. By the time she got to the eighth one, she wondered why they needed so many bathrooms in the first place. Then she checked the gardens, the tennis court, the kitchen, the guest rooms, the living room, the T.V room, and even her own room. She tried calling her but she wouldn't pick up. Mafiéa was gone. She sighed and plopped down on her flower shaped bed and started to bit her nails. She bit her nail when she was nervous, like mean other people but it still didn't change the fact that it was a bad habit that need to be broken. After about a minute of nail biting. She hobbled over to Notebook to check her e-mail, just in case Mafiéa had sent her something. Or course she wouldn't, but Ida wanted to check anyways. Just to be sure. She signed on to her Yahoo! account because only Mafiéa and Ian knew her e-mail address to that one. The screen showed that she had one new message. She quickly clicked on it, hoping that it would reveal to her Mafiéa whereabouts, but unfortunately it was an e-mail from Ian.
Dear Ida
I know I said that I would spend all of tomorrow practicing with you for the wedding, but more importation things have come up. If you could change the date to Sunday, I think that might be best for both of us.
I love you much
Ian deVore
Ida felt like killing him at the moment. He would never know how much he was hurting her.
A/N: I'm sorry that this chapter was short but I'll put up a longer on soon