Brice POV
Opening my eyes I adjust to the lighting coming into the room. My room. Confused I sit up which I instantly regret as my stomach pulls.I groan and lay back down; grabbing my stomach. Theres a small knock at my door and in come my parents.
"Oh thank goodness you're awake!" Mom cries rushing over to the bed as Dad trails behind.
"How ya feeling?" Dad asks
"Like s-" i grab my throat and groan some more.
"Oh yea sweetie dont talk. You're throat is sore. The Doc said you need to rest a bit." Mom explains as I shut my eyes briefly.
"Im glad you're ok but seriously Brice! A house party! Then you went off with that same boy...again! We strictly forbade you from seeing him." Dad snaps.
I just sat there and said nothing as last nights events hit me. I realized...im not a virgin anymore. Something I cant take back. I feel different..really different.
Once my parents saw that I was not going to speak they got up and left..then Khalil walked in. We havent talked in almost two months. He looked more built and he was in his security uniform.
"What you did..was incredibly stupid and..I warned you Brice..I really did. I dont know why you did this to yourself. Now you know he's dangerous cause you've experienced it yourself. "
I dont look at him and I say nothing as I just stare up at my ceiling.
"Well..anyway. We leave tomorrow morning. 6 sharp. We need to get you out of here before the public notices you're new look and whats happened to you." He states before walking out.
Leaving? Tomorrow? What?
.
.
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I slowly make my way down the hall with Khalil as we arrive to the big doors. It was a long ass flight and my stomach and throat still hurts but not as bad as yesterday. I cant lie..im kind of relieved to get away from my parents but at the same time..I need to go back."Brice Oh my gosh you're ok. I heard." Anisa says giving me a very light hug
I give her a small smile before taking in her appearance of a Cara D. Shirt with black jeans and some Jordans. Wow..she kept the look.
"We want to thank you for allowing us to stay here with you my lady." Khalil says to Anisa's mother.
"It is no problem. I hope you guys enjoy. Anisa can show you your rooms. I have some Royal duties to attend to." She says before exiting in her long gown.
"Ok so this is your room. Im right across the hall!" Anisa states as I walk into the large room with a queen sized bed in the middle.
It was beautiful and looked right for a teenager yet still had that elegant touch. I mean its the queen of Englands castle for crying out loud.
I drop my bag before slipping off my sneakers and hopping right into bed.
I hear Anisa groan before she sits on the side of my bed.
"They told me you were like this at home. You cant do that here."
I stay silent. Im not gonna be happy. I hate this. Late last night I found out that Don was found back at the club and was arrested but it wasnt his fault! Now he is permanently staying away from me and if he is even in the same state as me he could be in jail for life. As of now its only for a year.
"You need to stop this Brice. Get out of bed. Move a little." Anisa shoves me and I look at her with a blank expression.
Its silent and she huffs before getting up and walking out.
"Im not speaking to her if this is how shes gonna be." I hear her say outside the hall.
I roll my eyes and roll onto my side underneath the covers just as my door opens and in walks Khalil. He avoids any eye contact and looks everywhere but my face.
"Brice. He got what he deserved." He finally sighs and that. Did. It.
"He did nothing wrong-"
"He fucking choked you and knocked you out from what I can tell!" Khalil snaps
I roll my eyes,"Well you dont know what happened."
"Do you"
Im silent for a while and he nods, "Thats what I thought."
"You're just mad he was my first!" I spit and Khalil freezes.
"H-he was. What?"
My face drops as I see the sadness take over his features.
"You d-didnt know?"
"When I got go the house with Rupert I just saw you laying in your clothes and you didnt look like you were breathing. He fucked you?!" He asks in desperation and disbelief.
I look down and nod a little. Silence.
I hear the door slam and thats all I needed to know he was gone.
My phones beeps and I pick it up to see I got a message from an unknown number. I gasp at the sight of me and Don on his couch as he has his hands on my bare ass.
It was captioned "Wouldnt want the public to see this..or that boy toy of yours..right? Die bitch"
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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...