Goodbye Back

Written: 18.07.06

Words: 741

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“She has to be here,” his eyes swept the beach underneath him, scanning each face for those perfect amber orbs he’d grown to love.

“We’ve checked the entire beach twice,” Frank came out onto the balcony behind him, “She’s not there.”

“B-but-”

“I’m sorry, Sir,” he placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, “we can’t postpone the meeting any longer.”

The prince took a small step forward, leaning out over the railing a little more, desperately searching the sand below him, “I just…” he trailed off, turning to look back at his father figure before sighing and stepping back toward the house, “You’re right. Can’t expect them to wait any longer. But once we get back I’m searching that beach myself.”

The butler suppressed his sigh and nodded, following the prince as he led the way back into the house. It wasn’t that he didn’t feel for his boss – of course he did, he himself had been through heartbreak before – it was just, seeing him so distraught her – it made him crazy. The prince was acting as if they’d been together months, years even – instead of the one week they had actually shared.

If Frank was being honest, he didn’t like her. She’d been tough to deal with, to say the least. She had zero interest in listening to the prince, and she tore the house apart.. It wasn’t right the way he was pining after her. Frank felt she wasn’t worth his time.

Definitely not worth all this drama.

What got under his skin even more was the fact she chose to leave. She could’ve stayed, if she’d only listened, but no, she tore out of the living room with little regard as to what she was leaving behind. He thought that once she was gone that’d be it, but no. Now he had the entire security team scouring the beach to find her. Why the prince assumed he’d be able to find her by just searching the beach was beyond him. She had a whole day ahead of them, there was no way she’d just be soaking in the sun waiting to be found.

Frank followed the prince into the board room, nodding at the four other men already there. He couldn’t help but notice the way the men straightened their back as they entered.

“Sorry for the wait,” the prince immediately switched to his Professional Mode and took his seat, “Jack, get us started.”

“W-well, your Highness, we, uh….” Frank stifled a smirk, of course you’d be the first, “we have our best men covering as much ground as possible.”

“Great,” the Prince turned to one of the other men, “any news from our eye in the sky?”

“Not yet,” the blonde startled a bit at the question, fidgeting with his tie as he answered, “as soon as we have a confirmed sighting, we’ll let you know. If she’s anywhere within a fifty foot radius, we’ll find her.”

Frank blinked, did I hear that right? “Excuse me gentlemen,” he turned to the prince, “Is this not the board meeting?”

The prince waved a dismissive hand, “No, no, I had that cancelled.”

“Cancelled?” he took a small step forward, “Sir, I don’t think-”

“I don’t pay you to think,” Frank blinked at the tone, noting the slight recoil that came from the other men in the room, “I pay you to do as I say.”

All this for her? The butler shook his head slightly, raising a hand, “Sir, if I may-”

The prince waved his hand again, the four other men in the room practically running for the door, “You may,” he stood, careful to keep his face blank of emotion, like his father, “either get on board with the search or pack your bags.”

Franks’ jaw dropped, “S-sir?” Surely he’s not serious.

The prince made his way to the door, and Frank saw the effort it took for him to keep from looking back at him, “Be gone by the end of the day.”

Frank took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, “I practically raised you.”

The princes’ face twitched before smoothing out again, “If you refuse to listen, then you’re no longer needed.”

Frank paused as the prince left the room with that, shock beginning to set in. He rushed to the door, head spinning from what just happened, “Sir!” the prince stopped walking, finally looking him in the eye, “it’s just a dog!”


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