Arranged marriage to Mr Billionaire

### Chapter 1: Arranged marriage to Mr Billionaire Chapter 1

Arranged marriage to Mr Billionaire Covers designed by YouActAsIfYouCare Before you start reading this and complaining about the grammar and spelling you need to know I am dyslexic so the grammar and spelling is practically not there. So if that annoys you and prevents you from reading then all I am saying is this story isn’t for you. I am sorry but I tried my best to get it right. This has now been edited by Desdemonia432 Thank you so much for doing this for me xxx Please comment and vote!!! Chapter 1 “Caramel is that you honey? Can you come into the kitchen; Katherine and I have some stuff to discuss.” Susan called from the kitchen as soon as I stepped through the door. “Yeah, be there in a minute.” I dropped my bag under the staircase and walked through the living room and went into the kitchen where Susan and Katherine, the orphanage workers were sat on a little table under the French windows, sun gleaming in through the windows making the kitchen glow. It was a beautiful day. “Where are all the kids?” I asked. It was too quite in the orphanage - it’s always full of life little children running around everywhere. “Field trip with Mathew,” Susan laughed. “I don’t think it was sensible sending 25 children with him and Chris...” Katherine frowned. “Oh, is Chris back?” I was so excited, uni was getting really boring without him. “Your just as excited as the kids! Yeah he got back at about 10-ish, he was going to run to uni to see you, but Mathew needed him and we had to stay to talk to you.” Susan said all traces of laughter had left her face - shit, what have I done now? “I know that face, stop looking guilty you’ve done nothing, it’s us this time. Come and sit down,” Katherine said patting the chair next to her. “Okay what’s going on? Omg, they're not shutting you down are they, because of the money problems? How can they - you’re looking for donators! It’s only been 3 months, the dead line isn’t until another two weeks, we’ll find someone - it’s only a matter of time!” I was speaking so fast. I was worried - this is a home to 25 orphans. I’ll be able to find accommodation in my uni, get another job that would be able to pay for my rent, but the other children they would be split apart. Susan and Katherine are like the children’s mothers - we're all a big family. How can they do this? “Calm down, we found a donator, that’s what we have to talk to you about,” Susan said, guilt plastered on her face. Shit, there are conditions from the donator but at least we had one, thank god. I plopped into the chair, calmer - we had the money to stay here, the kids are going be really happy. “But what’s the condition? The donator wants us to do something in return? Listen, I can see the guilt Susan, it’s ok. I can do my uni work but this home is more important to me - I will do whatever it takes to keep it open.” “That’s the problem Caramel... What the donator wants is something I can’t give him, or I would have. It’s not mine to give,” Katherine whispered putting an arm around me, holding me tight. So it’s something I need to give the donator... “Okay, what is it? I’ll give it him.” I said patting Katherine’s arm. Just then, the outside door opened. I could hear all the kids coming in yelling and laughing. “Does Mathew follow anything we tell him he’s back 2 hours early” Susan yelled frustrated walking through the kitchen door to yell at Mathew. As soon as Susan stepped in to the living room, Mathew came running in through the back kitchen door with little Ben in his arms. “He tripped and fell, he cut his leg, and he wouldn’t stop crying! He kept on yelling I want Caramel.” Mathew said in one breath, I jumped up and took a sheepish looking Ben out of Mathews arms. He wrapped his arms around my neck, “Sorry Caramel, b-but I fell and it hurt, and you wasn’t there to put magic on and make it better!” Ben said using his puppy dog eyes. “Come on, let’s get Caramel's magic plasters, okay?” I said, putting him down on the chair Susan was sat on. I got the plaster out of a drawer and put it on Ben’s cut. “Caramel’s magic always works, doesn’t it Ben?” I turned around and saw Chris stood at the door frame. “Chris!” I screamed and jumped on him giving him a huge hug, “Yeah I missed you too,” Chris said squeezing me tightly, I could hear the kids laughing and then came the singing of 'Caramel and Chris sitting in the tree'... I pulled away from Chris to find him blushing, I burst out laughing - he looked so cute! He had his sexy blond hair spiked up and he was wearing a white top that showed his six pack perfectly with black combats. “Mathew and Chris, look after the children, we haven’t finished talking to Caramel.” Susan said angrily, giving Mathew the 'You re in shit look'. “I was wondering why Caramel’s so calm, okay go ahead ladies.” Mathew said, gesturing to the door. “Talk about what?” Chris asked. “The donation - come on Chris, you might be able to help as well, Mathew will be ok with the kids.” I said, grabbing Chris’s hand and walking behind Katherine; we went up to the second floor into Susan’s office. “What’s he doing here Caramel? We need to talk to you,” Susan said, her face worn out but not making any move to get rid of him, “Never mind, sit down.” “So what do I have to give to this donator guy?” “Caramel, I don’t know how to say this so it doesn’t sound crazy so I’m just going to say how it is.” Katherine said I just nodded asking her to go on, “Yesterday a man called Mr Dowerson rang, the donator, and said that he will pay for all our expenses and give us £250,000 pounds spending money a year for as long as the orphanage stay’s open.” “Oh my god - that’s great, I thought we would never find a donator - the orphanage is too expensive to run! Katherine, how is that crazy- it's great!” I yelled, getting a high five from Chris. Susan shook her head. “The only way he’s going to give us that money... is if you marry his son.” Susan whispered, waiting. I didn’t hear that properly - THAT'S just crazy. Chris got up and put a arm around me, his face was stiff, anger deep inside his eyes. “Sorry, BUT THAT’S BULLSHIT!” He yelled. Katherine and Susan were taken aback from his anger, surprised that I hadn’t yelled yet. I put an arm around Chris, “Hey, it’s okay! Why though? Why would he want me to marry his son I’m an orphan living in an orphanage! I can’t afford to get an apartment at the age of twenty -  why do they want me?” “I’m sorry honey, I’m not asking you to do this and if you disagree that’s fine - we will eventually find a donator. Well honey, they want you because it’s some kind of family tradition- they get their youngest son married at the age of 21 to a orphan. Mr Dowerson said that you where the most beautiful girl they'd come across and he said he knew your father. If you agree to this honey, they have to come and see you tomorrow. Mr Dowerson has some meetings he needs to attend to, he said he's only free tomorrow. Honey this man has billions, you could go to a really good university and become a recognised doctor. Caramel, just think about it, you know the circumstance here, just think about it. We're going to be behind you know matter what, whatever your decision where here for you, okay?” Susan said standing up, followed by Katherine. “Caramel honey, you have 2 hours to decide, then we have to ring Mr Dowerson with your decision. Chris come on, give her some time, let her take all this in.” Katherine said, waiting for him at the door. “You okay?” he asked, hugging me. I just nodded my head. “Caramel, you don’t have to do this- we'll find some other donator- no biggy. You can’t do this - living with someone you have never met, getting married to them - he could be some really hideous guy- he could abuse you! Caramel, please don’t - I can’t stand it, it’s making me sick, you need to go out there and fall in love with someone you want, not someone who is thrown at you. You can get any guy you want, your beautiful, intelligent, caring, giving - the list goes on. It doesn’t matter what happens here. If we don’t find another donator, the kids will be sent to other homes. Susan, Katherine and Mathew will be all right and I can find another uni. Please don’t.” “Chris, let me think about it, okay? I’m the only chance this orphanage has - just let me think about it.” I said, letting go of him. He stepped back and walked out, anger in every step that he took. Katherine closed the door with an apologetic smile. Okay. Two hours to decide if I’m going to marry this stranger - great. What the fuck am I going to do? If I don’t accept, I know for sure the orphanage is going to be closed down - we have two weeks to find another donator and it’s just not going to happen. We haven’t been able to find one in 3 months and there’s no chance for us in two weeks - we just got really lucky with this donator. The kids here all going to be separated - some of them where abused so much it took them months before they stopped shivering from fright and waking up in the middle of the night, screaming. t=This is their family now - Katherine and Susan are like their mothers and Mathew is like their father with me and Chris as there bigger brother and sister. I remember Chris and I being the only children here when it first opened. Chris was 8 years old and he came from another orphanage from Manchester, and I was 6 when my mum and dad died in a aeroplane accident. Katherine and Susan were here for me, they helped me get over my parents death, and Chris is like a older brother I never had or ever will have. Chris told me how hard it was to leave that other orphanage and come here, leaving behind friends, going to meet complete strangers and Chris had come from a family that had domestic violence issues so he was frightened of everybody it took him a long time to gain our trust. There were other children in this orphanage with the same problem and they had overcome that with us, but it was still difficult for those children outside the orphanag at school, if they had problem. Like Ben, he only trusted me and Susan no one else. I will have to leave in another two years anyway to finish  my doctors degree abroad. Susan had to stay with Ben and the other children needed each other. If I marry this person - omg I don’t even know his name, what if he’s horrible to me? Omg, like Chris said, abuses me? Omg, Chris is going to be really upset - he doesn’t know this guy and he’s really touchy when it comes to females getting beaten up. His own mother died from domestic violence and he can’t stand any female being harmed - omg, like when I was 17, my ex-boyfriend punched me when I broke up with him. I came home crying and when Chris found out that my ex had done it he went after him. The next day, I saw my ex and he had two black eyes- which did make me laugh. But what if this guy that I might marry is really nice? Forget the looks, what if he treats me with love and compassion - that wouldn’t be too bad. And these people had the money, I could get my degree in Oxford or Cambridge, they had accepted me last year but I couldn’t afford it. If I marry this guy, I could. After everything Susan and Katherine have done, for me why can’t I do this little thing for them? I got up and walked down stairs and went into the living room. All the kids were sat down, doing their own thing watching TV, playing board games, reading, drawing, playing on Xbox they all looked up as I came in. “Caramel what’s the matter?” Ben asked putting his hands up. I picked him up, “Nothing, sweet-heart,” I said kissing him on the cheek “where’s Susan or Katherine?” “Making dinner, I’m starving.” he said, hugging me tighter. I put him down on the sofa and went into the kitchen. As soon as they saw me come in, they turned around, put everything down and walked to me. Katherine hugged me. “Honey, times nearly up, I have to ring him soon... What’s the verdict?” Susan asked. “Okay.” “Honey, okay that you’re going to tell us or okay your going through with this?”  Katherine asked, not believing that I’m agreeing to this. “Okay I’m going through with this.” “Are you out of your mind?!” Chris burst in, coming through the kitchen’s back door. He came and grabbed me by my arms shaking me, “you don’t know this guy! An arranged marriage, Caramel, do you understand that? He could abuse you!” he yelled at me. “He could be a really nice guy, now get off me!” I said trying to pull away from him. “You’re doing this for the money, aren’t you, so you can live a rich life and leave us poor people behind, forget us. I didn’t know you where a gold digger!”  He spat at me pushing me away. I looked at him, horror struck. How can he think that? His face dropped, he just realised what he said, “Caramel I…” “Is that what you think of me? Gold digger? I’m going through with this because these kids need Susan, Katherine and Mathew - they’re all they have! I’m not taking their jobs away from them. After everything they have done for me, I can’t do this little thing for them? I know I can but your too selfish - you would never do this for them would you?” “Yes I would!” he yelled back. “Yeah keep telling yourself that but if the time came, you wouldn’t!” I screamed at him. His face was red, fury written all over it. He came to me and slapped my face, sending me flying into the table. I fell really hard. Chris came running to me , “Caramel. I’m so sorry!” he tried to grab me but I pulled away from him, sliding farther down the table. He just hit me, after everything he'd been through but when he got angry, he'd hit me. He had tears in his eyes, “Caramel! I didn’t mean for it to happen - I can’t lose you!” he said trying to grab me again. “Don’t touch me.” I whispered he moved his hand, my head was banging, I felt sick and really dizzy and I could feel moisture on my forehead. Katherine came to me and helped me up. sitting me down on a chair. “Honey, you okay? Susan get a plaster and an icepack.” Katherine ordered “Yeah,” was all I could say. “Caramel, please, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean anything I said - I just can’t grasp the fact that you’re going to be leaving us! Leaving me...” Chris said kneeling down beside me, tears leaking out of his eyes. I couldn’t stand to see him like that so I just pulled him towards me, hugging him. “Chris I really think you should see somebody about your anger.” I said, really worried about his outburst. “I know, I will, I promise.” He said, pulling away and kissing my cheek. “If you’re crazy enough to go through with this thing, I’m going to be with you every step on the way.” Just then the phone rang and Katherine got up and went to answer it. “Hello, Countryside orphanage, how can I help?” someone answered her on the other side. “Yes, Mr Dowerson, she has agreed, Are we going to have you coming over tomorrow?” Mr Dowerson answered her. Omg, I can’t believe what I've gotten myself into - they’re coming tomorrow to see me! Oh shit. “Okay. Thank you, Mr Dowerson, see you at five. Bye.” Katherine replied hanging up. “Honey, you need to be home at 4 tomorrow so you can get ready and look presentable. I know uni is very important but this is too so ask your lecturer if you can leave early, honey, okay?” Susan said, placing the icepack on my head. Chris held it there for me. Next day in University, Caramel is in hospital on work experience. “Erm, Doctor, is it all right if I leave at 3.30 today? I have important stuff going on at home.” I asked the doctor I was working with; it was 3.20 and it took me half an hour to get home from the hospital. “Yeah sure, if we don’t get an emergency, then yes, of course you can but it has to be four - that’s the minimum time I’m going to allow Nefertari.”  he said, using my full name and not calling me Caramel. He refused to call me Caramel, saying I had beautiful name and that I should use it. I got the name Caramel when I moved to the orphanage. Katherine couldn’t pronounce my full name, so she called me Caramel because I have caramel coloured skin and she said it goes well with me, so yeah. There was five minutes left to four when we got a emergency. That’s just great, I’m going to be late becuase some guy had a car crash and now he was unconscious. They brought him through into the ward where me and the Doctor were. The Doctor had a look at him then asked me to. I walked to where he was. Omg, was he handsome! He had brown hair (all messed up but still looked hot) and beautiful lips that you just wanted to kiss. Then he opened his eyes and looked into mine. They where bright blue, so deep, and he was so hot, even with scratches on his face and - “Nefertari?” the doctor asked. I looked at him, at his arms and touched his bicep and damn, it was big. And very muscular. He had a massive cut going across his right arm where I stood. “All he needs is stitches on his arms,” I then grabbed the torch and peered into his eyes. “He seems to be fine, how many fingers am I holding up?” I asked him. “Three. Listen can you please hurry up and get those stitches done? I’m late for a meeting.” he said, sitting up. God he had the most beautiful voice! “Nefertari I want you to stitch his arm. How many do you think he will need?” The doctor asked me. “14, Doctor?” I asked it more as a question. “Yeah. I'll leave you to it- we’ve got another one. When you’re done show him to me and I’ll fill out the paper work, then you can go.” He said, walking out of the ward. The nurse had started to bring all the equipment I needed. I looked at the guy and he was so checking me out, when he realised.  He blushed a little. I just smiled. Guys look so cute when they blush- expecially extremely hot guys. This guy had clothes on like he just come from modelling. “So your names Nefertari. Egyptian right?” he asked, lifting up the remote control of the bed and pressing the button so the top half lifted up and he leaned back against it. “Yeah it is, and you are?” I asked him. “Blade” he replied. I sorted out his stitches and he left through the corridor to fill in his paper work. Man, I’m never going to see him again and he was so hot and nice to me. What a shame I was getting married... Oh shit, the guy's coming over to see me. Crap! I need to get home and its 5 o’clock all ready... oh shit. I ran to my locker and tucked in my lab coat and went into the changing rooms. I put on some black short-shorts and my white tank top and put my uniform into the lockers. I grabbed my bag and ran outside, bumping in to someone. I was about to go flying into the cleaning equipment (damn bleach) when someone grabbed me and steadied me. “You all right?” that sexy voice asked me - shit it was Blade. “Yeah thanks,” I said embarrassed. Damn, he was checking me out again. Well,, I do like to show my tanned legs off and my boobs look good in a tank top. I'd left my hair down - it’s jet black and dead straight and goes down to my bellybutton. “Erm, did you get you paper work sorted?” I asked just for the sake of talking to him hearing his voice. “Yeah. Hey, thanks again for sorting my arm out - stupid sheep came on to the road, couldn’t let it die.” he said, giving me a crooked smile. I had to laugh at the sheep thing though. “Is that how you had the car accident? Damn you’re so lucky - thank god it wasn’t a herd of them.” I said. I was actually concerned, damn I was getting feelings for a guy I just met and I had my future husband waiting at home. We walked down to the lift that led to the ground floor. “Have you come from out of town? Omg, ou crashed your car! How are you going to get to where ever you where heading?” “Hey, it’s cool - don’t worry, I got someone to pick me up- they're waiting outside, and yeah I’m from out of town just flown in from New York.” He replied smiling at me. Damn, that smile made me melt and he was the right height for me to but he wasn’t making a move on me, just friendly. Probably has a girlfriend. He looked the same age as me so if he had a girlfriend, that’s why he wasn’t making the move. Then he's a good guy and she’s a lucky girl to have him. “Wow, you fly in from New York and end up in an accident! Poor you!” I said stepping out of the lift. “Yeap, poor me, and now I have to go for this meeting and its eathier going to be my luckiest day or my worst nightmare!” he replied with a grim smile. “Yeah, well, when I get home, I’m going to meet my future and I’m extremely late, I look hideous in these clothes and I have no idea what they are going to think of me dressed like this - first impression counts and I’m late and dressed not to impress.” I said, equally as grim. “Well, good luck. I have to go this way - thank you so much and you look great in those clothes. The person you’re going to meet will be a complete idiot not to like you.” he said giving me a quick hug. Man, he smelt good. “Good luck to you too and if your arm hurts take a pain killer. And don’t get water on your bandage, take it off tomorrow some time. It was great meeting you, bye.” I said walking to the bus stop “You too, bye take care.” he said walking to a limo. It was 6 o’clock when I stepped through the front door of the orphanage. I am so dead. “I think that's her now.” I heard Mathew say. I dropped my bag in its usual place under the staircase. I could hear all the kids outside playing and the living room went silent. I was so tired. I'd ran home because I missed the bus, so I was sweaty, hot and thirsty. I walked into the room I could feel everyones eyes on me. I saw Susan, Katherine and Mathew sat on the three seater across the door and Chris was sitting on a bean bag near the fire place. I looked around; there was a man probably in his late forties, not bad looking considering his age, and a petite women sat beside him. They were both wearing designer office clothes. Finally, my eyes landed on my husband to be. Blade. Omg, it’s Blade. We just stared at each other, shocked to see each other. Mr Dowerson coughed, my eyes going back to him. I couldn’t speak. Blade. Blade. Blade was all that was going through my mind. I was thinking about him when I'd ran home and he was the guy. Omg. “Hello Nefertari.” Mr Dowerson said standing up to shake my hand. I was so shocked, everything was just too much for me. I]d been excepted to marry a stranger, I didn’t sleep all last night, haven’t eaten since yesterday, I'm thirsty, and my muscles were killing me from the run home. My body and my head was killing from the slap and worn and my mind had had enough. So it just switched off - everything went black and the last thing I felt was someone’s warm hands going around me, stopping me from touching the ground. Hey thanks for reading!!! i don't like the title if you could please give me some suggestion that will be great! thanks xD

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### Chapter 2: Arranged marriage to Mr Billionaire Chapter 2

Arranged marriage to Mr Billionaire Please comment and vote!!! This has been edited by Desdemonia432 Chapter 2 “It’s been thirty minutes, we should take her to the hospital,” someone’s sexy voice said beside me. “Caramel, hey beautiful, can you hear me? Caramel?” he asked franticly. I just wanted to open my eyes and reassure him I was all right but my body wouldn’t allow it. “Okay lover boy, get away from her - how the hell do you know her, anyway? Have you been stalking her?” Chris said, back to his arrogant self. “Chris shut up or get out. You should be thanking him - he caught her before she hit the floor and her heads already hurting. Blade, she’s going to be all right. I think the stress of everything just got to her.” Mathew whispered extremely loudly so everyone could hear. “She’s been stressed because of me?” That sexy angelic voice said, concern seeping into that beautiful voice. He gently touched my forehead stroking the little bump that had formed. “What happened to her forehead? I was going to ask her but thought it would be too much of a personal question.” “Nothing happened, she just fell!” Chris yelled quickly. Yeah, he would say that. The room went silent. I wonder where Mr and Mrs Dowerson have gone? My arm was starting to hurt - it was digging into something hard in the sofa. I moved my arm so I was more comfortable. “Caramel, you awake?” the sexy voice asked and I opened my eyes to see the sexy guy with the sexy voice. “How you feeling?” “Blade...” I whispered. I touched his cheek to make sure I wasn’t dreaming - this was the guy, he was really here, he was the most hottest guy I’ve ever laid eyes on and I have the opportunity to spend the rest of my life with him. When we met at the hospital he didn’t play a move on me - he was just friendly. “I understand now,” I said out loud. “Caramel, what do you understand?” Blade said putting his hand over mine and pressing it to his cheek. “Why you didn’t make a move on me in the hospital.” I replied smiling at him. “Who said I was thinking of making a move?” he said, wagging his eyebrows at me and giving me that sexy crooked smile. “Well, if I remember correctly, your eyes couldn’t leave my body.” “Ooooooh, look who’s talking! Well the reason I didn’t make a move was because I had already a blind date with someone and I was lucky enough for it to be you,” he said softly, kissing me on my forehead. I looked up and everyone had left the living room. It was 7 o’clock, they were all having dinner.“I don’t understand... How, how can it be you? You were in a different car to your parents! I don’t understand.” “Well, I drove down myself because the limo driver goes extremely slow,” he saidcasually. “Yeah but the limo driver can at least avoid a sheep!” I laughed. He gave me a sarcastic smile, “How can it not be me? I am Mr Dowerson’s son, and the youngest, so it has to be me. Why? Are you disappointed?” he said jokingly, but I could see the curiosity burning in his eyes. Tough - he isn’t going to get the answer to that question. “You know this family tradition of yours, how did it come about? Why would you want to marry a poor orphan?” I questioned him. “Okay, I’m going to put this short. Around 400 years ago there were too many orphans in the village that my ancestors lived in. The rich people would take them in as slaves or ship them off to other countries to sell, but my great great great great great great grandfather hated that, so he got his youngest son to marry one of the orphans. When his son grew up, he got his son to marry an orphan, and it just went on. Our fathers liked the idea and it just became a family tradition.” he explained, taking the role of a cute story teller. “You know, that’s kind of a weird but remarkable thing to do, it’s kind of overwhelming. Are you all right with that - getting an arranged marriage? Your what, 21? Don’t you already have a girlfriend? Don’t you think it’s a little unfair your brother and sister get to go and fall in love and choose who they marry but your parents choose me for you. Don’t you want to go out find someone for yourself?” I asked. I was little scared to hear his answer. “I don’t know... I was a little pissed at first but it was about two years ago my parents told me. I thought they’re going to get me married then but my mum said she wants to find the perfect girl. She kept on bringing me pictures of orphan girls. I just couldn’t look at them or choose - I had to meet the person not look at their picture- you can’t find your life partner by going through pictures. You have to meet them, look at what their personality is like, see what they are as a person... Then about a month ago my mom said she found a beautiful girl. She told me you were a doctor and my mom said she knew your mother. My mom said she was the most caring and considerable person alive. She said she didn’t know that your mother had a daughter. Dad said I could come and meet you, see what I think, get to know you and my dad approved of you. My dad went to uni with with your dad, they were flat mates. So, here I am. I choose you, if you’ll have me?” he finished. “Well, let’s just get to know each other, we're past the first stage,” I said, wagging my eyebrows. “Oooooh, I didn’t know there was stages - what’s the first stage?” he asked, his joking voice back on. “Meeting each other,” “And second?” “Becoming friends.” “I like that idea. Hey, what about you? Any boyfriends?” he asked, looking worried. “You first, you haven’t told me about your girlfriend.” I asked him. He didn’t answer - poo, that means he has a girlfriend. What a jerk- he’s come here to marry me but already has a girlfriend, and his face said it - all guilt. “Your jumping to conclusions, I haven’t had a girlfriend for two years. The girls I happened to go out with cheated on me. I’ve never really fallen for anyone of them never mind fallen in love with them.” he said proudly. I was gob-smacked. How can any girl cheat on him?! He was like, really hot and an extremely nice guy. “Now you. Any boyfriend I should know about?” he said, wagging his eyebrows at me. “Nope. Chris beat the crap out of a guy in college so they're to scared to go out with me.” I said sadly and he just laughed, relief on his face. Embarrassingly, my tummy rumbled. “Come on, you're hungry," he said, lifting me off the sofa. We walked into the dining room - everyone was sitting down eating. The table was full of food- all the 25 kids were sat eating with Mathew Susan Katherine and Chris sat between them… It was 11 o’clock everyone was asleep except me and Blade. We were sat on the sofa with the fireplace as our only light source. “You know you have to leave tomorrow right? We’re going to set off at 9 after all the kids are put to bed; you’ve got plenty of time to sign out of University - say goodbye to all your friends... I really need to get back to New York- dad needs me and I have uni...” I nodded at Blade. “Okay.” I said quietly. We had been talking since dinner, getting to know each other better - well, I had found out I was moving to New York, which isn’t too bad, I can fly back to England whenever I felt like it, Blade had said and I would easily be able to get into the same uni as him - I think they call uni 'college' in America - but anyway, that’s going to be great. Blade is such a nice guy and I can see myself living with him. Okay, I know I don’t know him yet - we’ve just met - but it just feels like I’ve known him for longer, like our souls have met before... “Hey, if you don’t want to leave tomorrow, I’m not making you - I'llcome and get you whenever you feel like it - I just thought the longer, you wait the harder it will be,” he said quickly, seeing the sadness on my face. He lifted me up from my side of the sofa and placed me on his lap. One of the kids had left a blanket lying around so he picked that up and put it around me and I let my head drop on to his shoulder. “No, I’ll go with you tomorrow, it’s just hard to leave all these people behind and move away to a different country...” I said quietly, a tear escaping my eye. “Hey, its okay. Listen, you don’t have to go through with this marriage - I’ll get dad to give money to the orphanage so it stays open…and I… I… I’ll just find someone else...” he said, strain in his voice like it cost him a lot to say that, but I was too selfish to let him go - thinking of some other girl marrying him made anger rage inside me. He held me tighter pressing me into his warm body, “I don’t want you to be with anyone else,” I whispered against his shoulder, feeling really sleepy. It had been a long day - an eventful day - and I was full of food and extremely comfy. The last thing I heard was “I guess I’m all yours.” then the darkeness took me. “They slept together - why didn’t she sleep in her own room?” I heard Chris hissing. “Shut up or you’ll wake them up! They probably just knocked off, talking last night,” Katherine hissed back. “Aren’t you going to wake her up - she’s got uni and it’s her last day.” Chris said quietly. “No, she went to sleep late last night - she needs her rest, she’s got a big day today.” Katherine said, leaving the room and closing the kitchen door. I heard Chris’s faint footsteps getting louder before I felt his lips on my cheek. “Going to really miss you Caramel...” he whispered into my ear. Blade's arms went tighter around my waist and I twisted my head to the other side so it was more comfortable on his chest. I was too comfy to open my eyes - I’d see Chris in college later on today, I was going to go for my third lecture and then sign out of uni. I was really going to miss uni but not so much the hospital work-experience because we hardly ever got anyone ill or hurt in our town. The hospital was tiny and we only dealt with minor injuries. That reminded me of Blade's arm - how was it? His cut was really deep and I don’t think he took any pain killers. I opened my eyes and tried to get up without waking Blade up, which was impossible - he had hold of me so tightly. I moved his hand, causing him to grown. I rolled off him falling on the floor. “Ouch!” I yelled, landing on a toy car. Blade sat up right, looking around for danger. When he saw me rubbing my ass, he burst out laughing. “Man - you should see your face!” he said through his laughter. I huffed and was turning towards the living room door when his hands wrapped around my waist. “I’m sorry,” he had the most cutest puppy dog face ever - cuter then Ben's. I just couldn’t stay mad - his lips where pouting, dying to be kissed- wait. What kiss? Caramel, get a grip, you’ve just met this guy.  “Hey, why are we up so early? I thought you might want to lie in since where going to be travelling?” “Oh, I remembered the cut on your arm - I thought I’d take the bandage off, see how it's healing...” I held his arm and pushed him to the kitchen… That was the hardest thing I'v ever had to do - saying good bye to the four people that have been in my life longer then my parents, who've always been there for me. I loved them more than anything. “Caramel look after yourself okay? You’re going to be in the city - it’s dangerous and you could get mugged. Just... look after yourself please!” Mathew said hugging me. “Oh my god, I never thought this day would ever come, letting you go!” Katherine cried into my shoulder. "Love you. Take care of each other.” I said rubbing her back. “You too honey, you too.”  Katherine let go of me and Susan took her place. Susan didn’t say much, she  just hugged me and kissed my cheek, which hurt. I didn’t get any advice from her. Chris grabbed me and hugged me extremely tightly, “I don’t want you to go...” he whispered, his voice breaking. I started to cry in the car on our way to the airport. I don’t know how long I’m not going to see them and I was sat in a car with practically a stranger. “Caramel, hey baby it’s going to be okay I’m here and I promise I’m not going to leave your side, no matter what. Just trust me, okay?” He enveloped me with his warm arm and although he was a stranger, I felt so safe with him. I leaned my head against his arm as we drove into the airport. We were stood at the bottom of the aeroplane stairs. My feet wouldn’t move - all the memories had flooded back, it had been 15 years since I had stepped in an aeroplane. I had been sitting in between my mum and dad when the warning sign had come up telling everyone to get their seatbelts on. “Mummy what’s happening?” I had asked, clutching my dad’s hand “Nefertari, princesses, it’s nothing to worry about- they're just getting ready to land, that’s all.” My dad had kissed my forehead and put an arm around me. Then the aeroplane started to shake and my mum had taken me out of my seat and put me in her lap, while dad fastened my mum and me in, putting an arm around both of us. The aeroplane shook even more and I could hear a baby crying and women screaming. I hugged my mum closer, “I’m scared mummy,” “Baby nothing’s going to happen. We're going through a stormy area where there’s lots of wind honey.” My mum had squeezed my tighter, when the aeroplane had tilted to the left. One of the wings was on flames - I could see it through our window and the flames where licking the window. My mum had taken her seat belt off and kissed me whilst she gave me a tight hug, followed by my dad. Mum yelled -at an elderly woman who was sat nine seats away from us on the left- “Hold her, please!” My mum had yelled desperately getting me away from the danger but staying there herself. “I don’t want to go, I want to be with you!” I had wined, tears pouring down my cheeks. “Nefertari, I’ll get you when we land, okay? Please, princess, go!” Dad yelled, pushing me. I had ran to the right side, passing easily through the legs of the other passengers. The old lady got me and tucked me under her feet, her legs protecting me from getting hurt. She got her pillows and covered me as the aeroplane shook harder. “Emergency landing! Emergency landing!” was said through the radio. We were going down really fast and when we touched down on the ground, the aeroplane went really fast, not stopping. It kept on going till it hit something, flinging us backwards. Then it stopped, followed by a deathly silence. I could smell things burning as I'd tried to move the ladie's legs. “Mummy! Daddy!” I screamed. I couldn’t move the old ladie's legs, my face was covered by the pillows and my head hurt because I had banged it so many times against the wall. A long while later there was movement. I had thought that my dad was going to find me like he always did when we played hide and seek but then- “Look for anyone breathing!” I'd heard a voice but it wasn’t my dads. “Daddy!” I had screamed again. “Over there, Mike, under the pillows!” someone yelled. Someone pulled me out, covering my eyes. I had thrashed in his arms till I was too tired to move. “Caramel, come on, they're waiting for us,” Blade said, smiling at me, pushing me gently so I would climb the stairs. “Blade, I can’t.” I whispered, stepping back so other passengers could walk by. “Hey, it’s going to be okay - you can come and see Katherine and Susan anytime you want, whenever you want.” he said, hugging me and ushering me to the stairs. “Do you know how my parents died?” I whispered. Blade stopped. He hugged me tighter, holding me for about a minute. He pulled away and held my shoulders. “Yes, I know, but you have to understand that that aeroplane wasn’t checked properly. Listen, nothing is going to happen - I promise you, nothing will.” he said looking into my eyes, making a promise that wasn’t his to keep. “Blade, 150 people died. I lost the most important people in my world on an aeroplane and I’m not ready to see another one go.” I said, tears pouring down my face. The flash of seeing the burnt aeroplane slipped into my mind and I flung myself at him, thinking of him to get the image out of my mind. “Caramel, I’m going to get this aeroplane checked again, okay, and I will get them to stop in some country and check again if you want.” I nodded into his shoulder. He kissed my hair, reassuring me. I have to do this, I can’t go back, I just can’t. I’ve come this far, I can’t let Blade down or my parents. I felt sick because I hadn’t dealt with my fear - my dad had always made be deal with my fear. He'd told me 'You have to be strong.' I remembered my dad, as a worrier myself, and him not being scared of anything. I could do this for my dad. “Yes please... Wait can you even do that?” I asked, pulling away, processing what he had just said. A sheepish smile came on his face. “I’m Richard Dowerson’s son- I think I can manage it.” He teased. Yeap, I just forgot that they where billionaires and that money had a lot of influence on getting what you want. I had always had this impression that everyone rich is a snob, but Blade was just so down to earth. “Hey, Blade, you changed your mind?” the captain said, patting blade on his shoulder. “Greg, how can I let you down like that?” Blade said putting his arm around my shoulder and twisting me around to face the captain. “Greg, meet my girlfriend Nefertari, aka Caramel,” “Hey, pleased to meet you.” I said, shaking his hand. He smiled at me. Okay, I can trust this guy to pilot the aeroplane. “You to better get on before I leave, yeah?” he said jokingly. “Hey Greg, can I ask a favour? Can you please get the aeroplane checked again and please can you stop in some country and get it checked there as well?” Blade said. “That’s really difficult the flight will be delayed an hour... why?” Greg frowned. I looked down at my feet, ashamed. Blade gave me a reassuring squeeze. “Just, please, can you do me this favour? The people on this flight are my father’s employees- it won’t make a difference to them.” Blade replied, avoiding the actual reason. “Okay son.” Greg ruffled Blade's already scruffy hair -which looked extremely sexy- and walked back the way he came from. Blade looked down at me, searching me, looking for something “Okay... you ready to go?” he asked hesitantly. I can do this. Come on Nefertari, you can do this. “Yes.” I replied strongly but I felt really uneasy inside. We climbed the stairs and the airhostess took us to the first class area- which I’ve got to say was WOW. It was the most luxurious place I’ve stepped foot in. Blade laughed looking at my gawking face. “Shut up! Let’s sit down, I’m already uneasy.” I snapped, sounding sharper then I intended. Blade came over and sat by me. “What happened before will never happen again. It was 15 years ago - technology has moved on. Everything is a lot safer. You’re going to be fine - we all are. Greg is a wicked pilot, we're in good hands.” he patted my hand then grasped it. The aeroplane took off.  I had my eyes closed and my face pressed into Blade's chest and when the beep came to say that you could take your belts off, I couldn’t move. I was too scared. Blade took my belt off, picked me up and put me onto his lap and patted my back soothingly. “It’s okay we're in the air, the weather is great and there's nothing to worry about.” he said quietly, relaxing me. I didn’t want to look around, I didn't want any of the old memories to resurface. It was again the same time as yesterday, I was extremely sleepy. I closed my eyes thinking of the comfy sofa, imagining how we were back there and fast asleep... I opened my eyes and I felt the aeroplane shaking. No no no no no. “Blade it’s happening again!” I screamed. He pulled me closer and fastened the seat belt tighter. “No it’s not, we're going through bad weather, it’s okay.” he said calmly but panic was in his eyes. “No, I’m scared!” I clutched his shirt tightly. “I can’t lose you, I can’t!” I said franticl. The left area of the plane went down and I could hear other passengers screaming, a baby crying. “It’s just like last time!” I screamed, I could see the wing of the plan on fire, the flames licking the window- “Nefertari, go into the toilet, lock the door and stay down.” Blade said undoing the belt that was around us. “No, never. If we go down, we go together! I’m not watching another person I care about leave me!” I said, holding him tightly. That’s when the plane went horizontally down. I clung to him tightly “We could have been a good couple...” I whispered and he held me tighter. “I know. You’re the first girl I’ve fallen for.” That’s when we hit the ground, fire all around us. I woke up screaming in Blade's arms. 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