The Fire Inside Me

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(A/N: Hey, so this is gonna be sad. If you can't handle the extreme sadness that will possibly cause depression, skip this chapter...THANK YOU!)


I felt my body being lifted, and placed into...a cradling type position?

"PRINCESS!!! I'VE GOT YOU!!!!" I heard a voice yell. M-Malka? Why are....

I completely faded away, wanting nothing more than to stay that way.

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I woke up in ICU, looking at Malka sleeping in a chair across from me. I look up at the ceiling, and start crying. I don't wanna be here..... He must've heard me, because he walked over to me with a sincere look on his face. "Nala, what's wrong?" he asked softly. I wiped my tears, and smiled. "Nothing, Malka...." I lied. He gave me a strict look. "Princess, I know you....what's wrong?" he said. I broke down, and wrapped my arms around him. He stroked my hair, telling me it's gonna be okay.

I continued to cry until I fell asleep.

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I woke up to see Simba laying next to me, watching TV. I look up, blushing as he stared at the TV blankly. "Hey." I said softly. He looked down to see me smiling at him. He returned to the TV, still keeping that same glare. "What's wrong, Prince?" I asked. He continued to stare at the screen, and to be honest, I was concerned, but also angry. I shook him, until he glared at me. "Simba. What is the problem?" I said sternly. "Nala, don't talk to me right now..." he growled. I gasped in shock as he continued to glare at the TV. I pushed him out of the bed, and glared at him.

"What the fuck?" he snarled. Tears started rimming in my eyes, but I didn't care. These were tears of anger. "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! I DON'T KNOW WHAT I DID WRONG!" I shouted. He jumped back in fear, leaving me to continue my hateful glare. I wrapped my hands around my knees, and cried my tears. He got up, and walked towards me . "Nala, I'm sorry-" He placed a hand on my shoulder. I whipped my head around to him, anger burning in my eyes. 

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" I shouted. He backed away almost immediately. He knew I wanted him to be closer to me, but he kept his distance. He took a deep breath, and sighed.

"Nala, the baby's dead...."

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