ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 33: ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ

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6:00 ᴘ.ᴍ.

"Oh, Princess. I'm so sorry you had to witness that horrifying scene." Diamond cooed in my ear.

I sobbed, "He didn't have to shoot Clark. All of this is my fault. I should've just listened to him."

After I called Diamond, she picked me up from the hospital. She took me to the same hotel Prince took me, Pandora's Hotel. I've been sitting in this small room, sobbing in Diamond's lap on the bed for hours. I care about Clark! Him getting shot has a serious effect on me. He's stable now but for how long? What if something goes wrong overnight? What if he won't be able to walk? Not function right? Clark has been through some rough shit in his life. But getting shot is the first. He's an important pact in my life. Despite the fact he kept a huge secret from me. But I can put our differences to the side & put my heart out to him. Or what's left of it.

Michael broke my heart. Shattered it into millions of pieces. The man I thought was my father isn't my real father. The man I looked up to for years. I trusted him with my life. To find out he hid a huge secret from me this entire time. Not telling me he's not my real father, it's raged. Is it a burden to him? Why didn't he tell me? Why is he now admitting it? I had to force him to admit it. I shouldn't have to force him. A real man would've told his daughter the truth. Prince did, how come Michael couldn't? This situation is chaos. A fake family mess.

"None of this is your fault." Diamond stroked my hair. "All of this was unexpected. No one knew this was going to happen.

I held the end of her baby blue lace see-through robe. She wore a baby blue lace bra & panties with beautiful designs.

When she picked me up from the hospital, she was wearing a black long trench coat

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When she picked me up from the hospital, she was wearing a black long trench coat. I didn't know she was wearing lingerie until she took off the coat. She was getting ready for bed when I called her.

"Blood. All that blood on the floor. It just kept running out, it wouldn't stop. He was just lying there unconscious. He didn't move nor breath. It was terrifying."

"Hey, hey!" She cupped my face making me look at her. "He's stable. He's conscious. He's fine. Don't relive the imagines."

I sniffed, "I hope he stays stable."

"Did you see him?"

"No. I ran out of the hospital because of Michael. I couldn't bare to be in a room with him any longer."

"So, he finally told the truth? He admit it?"

"Yes. He didn't even want to admit it. He kept lying to my face over & over. I can't believe him!"

"Look on the bright side, the truth is out. It might not be the way you wanted it to be but it's out. You know the truth."

I sat up from Diamond's lap, "This is crazy. I don't know what to do now. Where do I go from here?"

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