ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 38: ᴅᴀʏ 2

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Day two of staying at Paisley Park for 17 days. So much has happened in the past fourty-eight hours. Clark got shot, Michael finally admitted the truth, & i ran away from home. This is a lot. I halfed-way processed this chaos in the past fourty-eight hours. I turned to the side towards the window. The sun is slowly rising up. I'm not in my bedroom. I'm in Prince's bedroom. The red velvet cover is soft & thin. But it's enough to cover my entire body. The bed has a strange shape. There's a huge opening showing the huge mirror ceiling. I don't like the mirror ceiling. I don't like looking down at myself like this. It looks too sexual. I feel uncomfortable. It was hard trying to sleep without looking up at the ceiling. I feel like the devil is watching me. But i managed after counting a few sheeps. I checked my phone, no phone calls or text messages. I still don't know how Michael got my number. I threw away the phone he gave me. I even disposed the credit card too.

I can't risk it, he'll try to track me down. I know he's trying to find me. It's a good thing that Paisely Park is far away from town. I have nothing to say to him. I placed the phone back on the nightstand. I yanked the covers off me & got out of bed. I went into the bathroom & turn on the water to take a hot shower. Crap! There's no soap. I opened up a drawer looking for some soap. As a i rumaged through the drawer, i felt something flat & rectangle like a card. I pulled it out, it's a old ID. It was pretty old, worn out & used roughly. The words on it were faded. But not too faded, i can still see some words on it. It says Lori Elle. Lori? I think i've heard of that name before. Where did i hear it from? I know i've heard that name somewhere.

A thought came to my head. Could this woman be on the tapes as well? Why is it in Prince's bathroom? Does he know her? I need to watch those tapes & read some more of those files. I placed the ID back in the drawer. I found the soap & went in the shower. After showering, I dried off. I went back in the bedroom.

"Morning, Princess." Diamond & Pearl said at the same time. They were sitting on the bed waiting for me.

"Um, hi." I gripped on the bath towel. I didn't hear them come in the bedroom. And i'm naked too.

"Did you sleep well?" Diamond asked.

"I slept fine. I need some clothes."

"Sure, they're in the closet over there." Pearl pointed to the opposite side of the room.

"Thanks."

I walked over to the closet & opened it. It was a walk-in closet. Dozens of shoes on a long six-shelf. There were in different colors like a rainbow. I looked over to the left to see the rack of clothes. I looked through the rack & picked out a outfit from the Gucci store. I put it on & walked out of the closet.

"Oh, beautiful dress!" Diamond complimented.

"Very gorgerous, Princess." Pearl complimented.

"Thank you."

"Come sit down so i can do your hair." Diamond pat the bed. "Your father requested a special hairdo."

I sat down on the edge of the bed while Diamond got behind me. She was sitting on her knees. She took down my bun & begin to brush my hair gently.

"Princess, i want to apologize for Roise's bad behavior last night. It was unacceptable." Diamond said.

"It's fine."

"No, it's not fine. She was out of place." She said.

I arched an brow, "How?"

"She partically called you dumb, Princess. Your not dumb at all." Diamond said.

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