Kyriel's POV
Where am I? I thought to myself as I woke up.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes. This is not my loft. Did Jamal bring me to his place and I just don't remember?
No, The room looks too familiar.I looked down and I wasn't in my dress anymore. It looked like something my brother or Quadell would wear.
Quadell. I thought I told him....
Oh my gosh...did we do something and I don't remember it?? No, can't be. He would have probably been laying next to me and plus he's my brother best friend.
And why am I changed? How did I get changed? All of this is running through my head and I'm confused.
Did Quadell put me in his shirt??I got up out of the bed annoyed. My heels were om the floor next to me.
"Ugh." I groaned as I walked out of the bedroom.
"Quadell!" I called. No answer.
"Quadell!"
I was already annoyed."Qua. Dell!" I walked to the banister and looked over and saw him walk towards the banister where I was standing. He was shirtless and I tried not to look.
"You finally woke up. You was KO-ed for a long ass time." He said.
I rolled my eyes. "But how did I get here?? And in this?" I said putting my hands on my hips.
"Price and Tyrell said some nigga was tryina do something to you and they beat his ass. And you was unconcious or something. So they braught you here. And I thought you wouldn't wanna wake up in some tight ass dress so I changed you into that."
I facepalmed. But forget the last part...
Oh my gosh. Jamal.
"Damn." I mumbled.
"What's wrong?"
I obvously didn't mumble.
"That was just Jamal. He was my friend in 10th grade and-" I cut off.
"That Jamal? Zaye told me about him. Why would you even talk to him again Ky? What did that nigga do to you last night?"
I rolled my eyes and walked away from him. I went back to his room to get my stuff and leave. I didn't feel like explaining anything to him.
I found my dress folded beside where I was laying. I quickly went into the bathroom because I heard him coming.
I changed fast.
"Open the door so I can talk to you." He said knocking.
"There's nothing to discuss anymore." I said.
"Yes there is. Look, just open up."
I felt the hot tears form in my eyes but I didn't let them come out.
I folded his shirt and took it with me as I opened the door.
He was standing right there.
"What did he do?" He says looking me dead in my face.
I looked at him and moves past him. I just didn't feel like talking to Quadell. I told him to leave me alone and he comes back.
I put his shirt on the bed and took my shoes.
"Is my truck here or do I have to call somebody to get me?" I asked.
"I'm not telling you until you calm down and tell me what happen!"

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HOOD Royal [Editing Soon]
General Fiction" Royalty is completely different than celebrity. Royalty has a magic all its own. "~Philip Treacy Can Kyriel Taylor manage her father's now her brother's trap while he's in a coma? © 2016 by charvana. All rights reserved.