Pʀɪɴᴄᴇss {Prince Rogers Nelson}

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 27: sᴜsᴘɪᴄɪᴏᴜs Mɪɴᴅs

7:09 p.m.

Pain, that's all I'm feeling right now. My head hurts like a bitch. My body feels sore like I've been exercising for three days straight without a break. And once again, I don't remember a fucking thing. I need to get checked out by a doctor. I think I'm gonna go to a walk-in clinic tomorrow. There's something wrong with me. It could be serious. I opened my eyes to pitch blackness. I'm laying on something soft and I feel something fluffy on top of my body. It's a fur blanket. I must be laying in a bed. But this doesn't feel like my bed. I felt around the bed for my purse, nothing. I reached out beside me hoping that there's a nightsand. I felt a long hard object & a small string hanging beside it. I pulled on it & the room lit up like a candle.

I sighed in relief, I'm in Prince's room. So I must be at Paisley Park. I'm somewhere safe. I glanced around the room for my purse. It was resting on the nightstand beside a glass of water & a bottle of aspirin. I know I'm not suppose to accept pills from people. But I have a major headache right now. So, I'm taking the ultimate risk. I snatched the bottle & took out two pills. I threw it in my mouth & sallowed them down with some water. I grabbed my purse & took out my phone. Damn, its late in the evening! How long was I here? I checked my messages & call logs. Five missed calls from Michael, three missed calls from Latoya, two missed calls from Janet & one missed call from Grandma Katherine.

Shit, i'm in hell of a trouble. This must be very bad if Grandma Katherine calls me. There's about twenty messages from everyone in the family. Where was I before I came to Paisley Park? Ugh, my brain isn't functioning at the moment. This headache is messing me up. As I scrolled down the messages, there's a new one from Clark. I opened it.

Clark: hey, pumpkin! Where are you? It's getting late. I know your upset but you need to come home. Everyone is starting to get worried about you. And I really need to talk too you, sweetie. It's very important. Please, come home.

A faded image of Clark being in a courtroom crossed my mind. He looked distressed & hurt. Another faded image of me running towards him. Was that a dream? Wait, oh shit! I remember now. Clark was released from jail today! Instead of going home to the party & help out, I came here to celebrate Prince's freedom instead. And i've been here ever since. I need to get home now! I threw the blanket back. I'm still in my swimsuit. I quickly changed & headed downstairs. It's very quiet & empty down here. Is anybody even here? Am I alone? I heard loud laughter coming from the hallway. I walked through the hallway & headed to the left. I approached what looked like the living room. A huge long white spiral couch in the middle, a beautiful fireplace on the wall, a mini bar in the corner, & a another flight of stairs beside me. This is a huge living room.

Everyone was sitting on the couch laughing & talking. It's big enough to fit an entire football team. I noticed that Prince is nowhere in sight. Where could he be? I approached everyone at the couch.

"Hi, guys."

Everyone stopped talking & looked at me. "Hey, sleepyhead! How was your nap?" Uncle Tony asked.

"It was fine. I need to get home."

"So soon?" Diamond sat up from Pearl's lap. "You don't wanna stay a little longer?"

"Yeah, Princess. Stay a little longer." Pearl pouted.

I checked the time again, 7:29. I guess I could stay for a little bit longer. I walked around the couch & sat between Diamond & Robin. I noticed Robin's head was facing down towards her lap. She was looking down like she didn't want to be seen.