Brice POV
Its been a two weeks since Don was restrained from seeing me..ever..again. But that doesn't stop me obviously. My parents dont know about my phone and Khalil hasn't been around to take it away from me either. Ive been texting Don non stop every night which is why I feel like shit right now. Im so tired but I still have piano lessons so I slip on some leggings, a t-shirt and my sneakers while leaving my hair in a loose curls before making my way down the long hall.
I greet all the maids and butlers and Nicki as I get closer to the hall only to hear the most beautiful voice. It sounds familiar. I get closer to the music and peek into the hall to see Khalil at the piano as he sings and then hums and then raps a bit of a song! I walk in slowly as his back is facing me; not wanting to make a noise that might interfere with his playing.
Right when Im so close to him I fucking slip over my own feet and fall on my ass with a loud thud.
"Owww" I groan just as Khalil turns around and looks at me with no emotion what so ever.
"What are you doing in here?" He snaps
I get up and dust myself off, "I could ask you the same question, but I have piano lessons"
He gets up and begins to make his way out of the room.
"Hey wait up!"
I follow behind him as he groans.
"What were you playing back there? It was really good."
"Dont worry about it. Im sure your new boyfriend can make an even better song."
"You made that song? And leave Don out of this ok. Gosh. You get him restrained and now-"
"I didnt do shit alright! All I did was protect your ass but you're too stubborn to listen. Thats why I resigned from being your guard."
I stop and look at him in shock as his back faces me.
"y-you quit."
"I don't want to watch someone who thinks so low of me."
"But I don't! I jus-"
"Dont try to explain anything! You're probably over the fucking moon on the inside right now. Say hi to your new guard." He turns around and points to someone behind me.
I turn to see some old man who looks like he wouldn't be able to pin down a six year old let alone a grown man and right when I turn around to beg Khalil for forgiveness, I see he is already out the door at the end of the hallway.
I wipe away the tear that falls from my eyes and march down the hall to the oval office where I'm sure the two monsters are. I hear both of their voices from inside and just as I'm about to barge in, something catches my ears.
"Khalil was right to resign. I do not blame him. Brice is out of control and I just don't know what to do Alice." Dad sighs
"I know dear. I don't know what sparked all of this. I was going through her clothes and one of her ball gowns smelt of smoke."Mom sighs
"She's doing drugs now!?" Dad snaps
"It appears so."
"I cant have this ruining my chances of getting re-elected. Do you know what the public would say. How can I take care of a country for another year if I cant even take care of my own daughter."
"Well then its good that we have Lord come down here and marry her. Once married she will just have to settle down and stop with all these childish antics."Mom beckons
"Yes. Lord is a very good and well mannered young man. But she is only 17."
"She will be 18 in 6 more months darling. Right when we find out if you are elected for president, she will be happily married." Mom assures
"Yes I suppose so. Ill call Lord to be here tomorrow. He needs to meet his future wife."
Future wife!
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My Ride Or Die
Short StoryBrice Brooks is a spoiled, preppy, yet beyond beautiful rich girl. Her father; Henry Brooks; is the president of the United States. Brice gets anything and everything she wants. Now I know you probably think shes a bitch but...shes not...at least no...