Sometimes, you meet people you spend the rest of your life with and sometimes you meet people who were only meant to be there for a short while.
But you only existed to torment me. You make my blood boil and fill me with rage the moment your presence enters my thoughts.
"Nickolas?" My mom peers through the door. I'm writing in my journal with my squid ink pen. Confessing my pure blood curdling hatred towards the prince by my neighboring kingdom. They never fail to get on my last nerve cancelling all remaining brain cells I may have had left.
"Nickolas James!" I turn to her, put my pen in it's ink bottle. Look to her and nod. "Prince Boo is on there way to the kingdom in the kings carriage" before I stand up to discourse with the Queen she hushes me and gives a notion for me to follow her and she leads me to the parlor.
"I can't believe you invited them here mother, they are cocky and above all else not what this nation needs. Not what I need". She rolls her eyes at me. "Nickolas, what this nation needs is for the princes of two different kingdoms to get along in the mess of this chaos. What you need is respect for the prince. They are coming here because they respect you, Nickolas". Huh? Respect? Yeah right, like they know anything about that.
"Respect? Because that's something they learn over there with there high nose and cockiness they obtained from birth." My mom sighs. "When will you ever learn my son?".
I call for the jester. "Danny the dumb!"
A figure walks in, white face paint with a bright red painted smile with a three way collar and a pink jumpsuit. He looks miserable to be here but it doesn't matter because we pay him enough. "Tell me a joke, jester" I say as I throw myself in my throne. His name clearly shows because not only does he not tell a joke, he mimes. And then curls into a ball and rolls out, don't ask me how that works. He's the jester not me.
"Wow. You can't even get a jester to act correctly? Seems as if not only can you help run a kingdom you can't even get a servant to act correctly " they tease. "Gross. Look who's here, Prince Ego." I retaliate at them.
My mom gives me this look, this "don't fuck it up" look and I roll my eyes. I wince as prepare myself before I say what i soon will regret.
"Would you care for a horse ride, Boo?" They look at me as if they are surprised I took the high road. "Well I thought you'd never ask" they place there hand on my shoulder and head out the hall. I ball my fists and almost rage.
How can someone be so unlikeable, so unnerving.
So unlikeable.
