Author's Note: Since it's my first time writing and I'm feeling generous; here's the second chapter to White Horse. Shout-out to SibunaFreak123 and AMAzing202 for being my first reviewers, and to anybody who put this story on their Story Alerts. I Love you all!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Characters or House of Anubis. I wish I did though.
Chapter 2:
Nina PoV
Holding on
The days drag on
Stupid girl,
I should have known, I should have known
Completely lost on what to do next, my favourite pink convertible pulls up against the curb and the driver rolls down the window; and for the first time all day I think that everything might just be ok.
"Nina?" the familiar voice of the driver asks.
"Amber!"
"What's wrong?" her voice sounds worried.
"What? Nothing...Why would you think that?"
"Because you're crying?" she answers in a duh voice, "I know! You're crying because you forgot to wear your waterproof mascara and now-"
I cut her off, "This has nothing to do with mascara, Amber!"
"Then what's wrong? If this is because you left your blue heels at mine then-"
I cut her off again, "It's..." I take a deep breath, determined not to cry "It's Fabian."
"Fabian?" She sounds confused, "What's wrong with Fabian?"
"He-and then I-rain-no money-" I sank to my knees. The lump in my throat making it impossible to talk. I put my head in my hands, trying to ignore the fact Amber was looking at me, a concerned expression on her face.
"Get in the car, Nina."
I shake my head.
"Nina, Get. In. The. Car."
I shake my head again.
"Nina Martin! Get your arse in my car before I get out and drag you in myself! And that will make me very annoyed because it will ruin my hair and make-up and I will probably look like a-"
"Ok, Ok." I let out a shaky laugh and slide into the backseat of her car.
"Here." Amber said, handing me a mug of Hot Chocolate.
"Mmm...Thanks."
When we arrived Amber made me bath because, and I quote, 'Otherwise you might get a cold and die'. Shenever really was one for biology. She's lent me a pair of pyjamas and a hoodie; she said 'Rain is the weather for snuggling up on the sofa and watching TV,' and to be honest, that's all I feel like doing. (A/N: Outfits on my Profile)
That's where we are now; sitting on her couch, sipping hot chocolate (with whipped cream and extra marshmallows!), wrapped up in blankets, watching 'Friends' re-runs.
"So, you going to tell me what happened with Fabian?" she asked.
I sighed, "I guess..."
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-3 Days Later-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-
So, I'm still at Amber's.
She was so shocked at what Fabian did! Now she refuses to let me leave,
"What if you so something stupid?"
I told her I wouldn't.
She doesn't believe me.
I don't believe me.
When Amber told Mick, her fiancée, one of my best-friends, he demanded that I let him drive over to Fabian's place and beat him within an inch of his life.
I didn't agree, of course, because however bad he hurt me, I can't bear the idea of him hurt. I can't explain that; I should want Mick to beat him up, but I don't.
These past 3 days have been the longest 3 days of my life.
For those three days I have been sitting in the same position on the couch, watching whatever crap reality show I can find on Amber's plasma screen.
All the while, my cell phone gripped tightly in my left hand. I don't know why. I guess I'm just holding on to one tiny fraction of hope that he really does love me. That he will call to apologize, begging me to forgive him and take him back.
Deep down I know that's not going to happen.
I reach up and wipe away the tears that are falling, thick and fast, the tears that always fall when I think about him.
I was stupid. When I was a kid I promised myself I'd never fall in love; because love only leads to heartbreak. I can't believe I let some cute, dorky guy walk into my life and tear down all the walls I built around my heart.
I should've known that it would all end in tears.
Author's Note: So there's the second chapter of 'White Horse'. Hope this story is ok. R&R! 3 Reviews until the next chapter! Sibuna!