Fairytale of New York (chapter 3)


Read the newest chapter here: Chapter 3
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Chapter 1


Danny and Betty sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g!” Becks’ recorded voice shouted. It seemed to echo off the walls in Daniel’s apartment. Betty stared at the answering machine, hardly noticing Daniel’s curse and how he then turned the machine off completely by unplugging it. Those eight words – well, one of them was technically a spelled-out version of a word – still kept ringing in her head.

“Betty”, Daniel tried. She blinked and looked up to meet his blue eyes. God, they were blue. So damn blue! And now he was making that sincerely sad face that made him resemble a sad puppy that you just could not help to forgive at once. She knew it was not something he had practiced doing and did on purpose; that was just how he looked.

“Betty”, he tried again, but no other word came out. She guessed he wanted to apologize, but for what she was not sure. Becks was the one who had shouted that, not him. She wanted to tell him that it was alright, that it was just his friend being drunk – that’s what she would have done when she was still his secretary. But now things had changed. They both knew they had, and Betty was not yet sure if they had changed for the better.

She could not breathe. She had to get out of here, away from everything that screamed “Daniel” at her.

“Bye, Daniel”, she mumbled and slunk past him, grabbed her bag and almost ran out through the door. While waiting for the elevator she heard a crashing sound from the apartment she had just left. It would not surprise her if Daniel had thrown the answering machine into a wall. Normally she would have headed back, checked that he was alright. Now she stepped into the elevator and urgently pressed the ground floor button. She had to get away from here. Right now.



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