Brice POV
"Thank you again for helping me earlier." I say to the Queen as we stand in the hallway at her castle."It was no problem sweetie. Go get some rest." She kisses my head and walks away gracefully.
"You ok?"
I turn to see Khalil with his hands in his pockets.
"Uh..y-yea. Yea im ok."
He nods before walking away.
"Let it be up to Brice to ruin another ball." Anisa says, bumping shoulders with me on purpose as she walks to her room.
Rupert just gives me a sympathethic smile as he follows her.
I sigh and walk to my room. I look at all the blood smeared on my dress as I take it off and change into some sweats.
I grab the small box from under my bed and open the window as I take out my last blunt.
Its my last one. I wont know when Ill get the next box. Ive been recieving a small box every week but the past two weeks...nothing came. Ive been suffering with trying to manage how much I smoke so that Ill have enough to last me but now Im on my last one.
I shake my head and just place it back in the box and under my bed. I get into bed and shut my eyes as I let sleep over come me.
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I struggle to breathe as I try to pry the hand off my throat. No screams are able to escape my mouth and I just look up into those eyes. They werent Dons. No not at all. They were-I sit up immediatley ,feeling sweaty and out of breath as I breathe fast. I hold my throat and it felt fine.
"What the hell?" I whisper.
I get out of bed and walk into my bathroom. I look at my reflection to see blood coming out of my nose and some on my clothes.
"You have got to be kidding me." I mumble as I wash my face and try to stop the bleeding.
A few minutes later it stops and I flush the last bloody tissue before washing my face and hands. I walk out of my bathroom and take off my tank top as I throw it out and grab a tshirt.
I walk over to my mirror and brush my messy hair into a messy bun. What the hell was it? I couldnt breathe and ...I dont know who was choking me but I know for sure it wasnt Don. No...these hands felt...different.
I bend down and pull the small box out. I pull out the last blunt and inmediatley lit it up before putting it between my lips. I walk over to my window and open it so that the smell could go out.
Blowing out a puff of relaxation, I sit on my bed and let everything sink in. What is wrong with me? I look around my room and over at my dirty gown that layed on the floor. Putting my blunt out I walk over to the dress and lift it up to see a small box.
Smiling I grasp the box and forget about everything that I was recalculating about my life. All that mattered....was I had more.
I hastily opened the box and my heart sank. All the box had in it....was an sd card. Taking the sd out, I walk over to where my new laptop is and I put it in. A file automatically pops up called "Don Exposed."
I scroll over to the file and-
"Brice are you ok?"
I snap my lap top shut and push it under the bed before getting under my covers just as the door opens and The Queen walks in. She goes over to my side of the bed and I keep my eyes shut as she strokes my head.
"Poor girl. You dont know how many people truly care for you." She whispers before walking back out.
Too close.
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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...