Royal Blood

Aaron

He thinks I will get jealous by a simple hug, well fuck off Redwood, you barely know anything about her. She hides her true nature in front of you, that unhingedness, that playful glint which disappears from her eyes when she talks to you and she becomes a shell, a normal person. It doesn't take much to realize she isn't, like the rest of us. I know she has a secret, and I will find it out. Game on, Redwood.

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I clearly was jealous I guess; I was clenching my fist so hard; I can still see the shallow moon imprints on my palm. It is the evening now, the sun setting casts a warm glow on my dull room. My bed sits in the center of the room, the navy bedsheets look a weird color in this lighting. 

The posters of Måneskin and other bands that my teenage self-hung up on the walls as a form of rebellion against mother. It's all really funny honestly, how I used to think of ways to make mother leave. Pathetic. Now I've just accepted it, she won't leave because in her eyes I still am incompetent as ever, no amount of academics or sports awards can please her. Believe me I have tried, my whole fucking trying to make this fucking woman happy but that's clearly impossible. 

She thinks she can make me a puppet and rule as she wants but no, when I become King my first order will be to banish this fucking woman, or worse; kill her like she killed my father. She needs to go. But first Allayah, she is more important that mother. Trishika or Tanishka something is her friends name, probably need to start from her.

I go to my father's room and sit on his desk. I wish he was still here. My father. He always told me to be alert. Life is unpredictable as he said. It's true; the Royal Blood is here now. best to have her with me.  Wait, something is different. This drawer was it always like this. I open the drawer, there is a letter inside, it looks old, the envelope is yellow, but the letter is still white. It says: Stay away from her.

Really Redwood, now you're snooping in my house. That's low, even for you. But only a few people know about this room. That few being me and mother. She couldn't have done this, hell she is probably making up schemes to have Allayah. I chuckle, this is going to be very interesting now. A new person in the story. A new toy to play with. I just need to find him or her honestly don't care. 

Now lets deal with Allayah's friend. As soon as I take my phone from my jean pockets, it rings, and my so-called best friends are calling me. A video call, to be more precise.

"What is it?" I ask setting my phone on my father's desk so that I don't have to hold it up.

"Want to explain about this afternoon?" Rohan asks grinning. They seriously called for this.

"If there is nothing important to do, I am going." I almost cut the call, then Alex says something. That is rare, he is usually too busy studying to join our calls. He's also invested in this. 

"Don't go. Explain, if you don't maybe I'll propose to her." He says smirking, this bitch. Alex is really into this. Huh. That is intriguing

"You will do nothing like that." I speak.

"Why, clearly you don't care about her enough to tell us, might as well shoot my shot." Alex says tilting his head. He is planning something for sure; I can see the cogs turning in his head. I have known him the longest. We go way back; we have known each other since we were teenagers. He never cared about anything unless it benefits him let alone my love life. Why would he even take notice of her. Why would a minister's spoilt son care for the Royal Blood.

"There will be no shooting your shot, I like her, is that so hard so understand." I say tilting my head like his.

"Ooo, the drama." Xavier says. He's the levelheaded one. Rohan is the clown. Alex is the smart one. I, well I am just me, the best. We're called the four knights in the college. I once heard a girl saying this while passing the hall.

"Shit's about to get real." Rohan says making a funny face which is funny to him, but he is right, shit is about to get real.