Chapter Eighty

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-Kacey's POV-

I woke up the rays of the sun blinding me in my sleep. I sat up and felt a headache coming. I groaned, swinging my feet over my bed.

Stumbling out of bed, I went into my bathroom and went into the cabinet. Where are my aspirin, Tylenol, something?! I moved all of my makeup and a few feminine products out of the way. I found some ibuprofen and I took two capsules out of the bottle.

I grabbed a small cup and put some water in it. I put the pills into my mouth and knocked it back with the water. Rising my head up, I saw my reflection in the mirror and cringed.

God forbid. I can't kill people with me looking like this. How I'm looking right now should be against the law.

Let me change that. "Kacey!"

Marcella came in and started to do a little cleaning. "Oh, you're up. Seems to me you don't need me to wake you up anymore." I gave Marcella a small smile. It instantly wiped away since my headache still hasn't left yet.

"What's wrong novio? You don't look to good," Marcella walked towards me and started to feel my face and my glands on my neck.

I moved her hands and held them in mines. "I'm okay mama. Really I am."

"Mi hija, I know that tone and my spirit is not seating well with me. Now what is wrong?"

I drew away from her and looked back at my reflection. I don't feel like myself.  I feel like I'm losing myself. "It's everything. What if Justin really did get Selena pregnant? I don't need this stress on me and with this arsenic poisoning, I don't know if I'll survive this."

Marcella swiftly turned me around. "Listen to me Kacey Christine Martin. Now I know life isn't perfect and easy since your coronation is slowly approaching, your illness and your relationship is starting rocky. But don't give up on either because I know you. You're a strong girl."

I couldn't do anything but sigh and kiss Marcella on the cheek. "Thanks."

"Your welcome darling."

I heard my door being opened and saw Mother coming in. "Kacey honey. Did everything go okay last night?"

Well...

"Yes Ma, it's fine."

"Well that's good. Nathaniel will be here for the fitting of your gown at 3 so be ready."

I nodded and folded my arms. "Here. Take your medication." Mother handed me a bag and I peeped inside it. Three capsules and one liquid. Ugh! I hate liquid medicine. They all taste disgusting.

I cringed a little and gave my mom the puppy dog eyes. "Kacey. Go. Now." I smacked my lips and sluggishly walked back into my bathroom. I took all the items out of the bag and took each medicine one by one.

When I got to the liquid medicine, I smelled it at first. I gagged a little at the smell. Oh God.

I put it in the plastic spoon they also gave me and prepared to take it. I held my nose, threw it back and hurriedly swallowed it. Kill me!

"Did you take it?!" Mom yelled at me.

"Not like I had a choice," I yelled back at her. I wiped my mouth on the back of my hand and went back into my room. "Now I need to get ready so y'all can go now." I walked to my closet and started to set out my outfit for today.

"Rude," Marcella said. I heard the door being opened and I happily sighed. Finally.

Peace and quiet.

*****

Once I was finished getting showered and dressed, I headed out of my room. I needed to find the photographer that got his foot ran over by Justin. Ursula figured out who it was and where he worked.

Patrick Ozi from XO Ćenàla.

My driver was downstairs waiting for me so I had to hurry. Walking down the stairs, I bumped into Justin.

He was dressed in his suit. I'm guessing he's on duty. We didn't say a word after what happened last night and when I thought about it, I started to blush.

"Uhm, can you tell my parents I'll be back in a minute for my fitting?"

"Sure."

I nodded and was almost out the door when he said I love you and be careful. Giving him a small smile, I headed out the door and closed it behind me. The driver bowed to me and I curtsied him. He opened the door for me and I hopped in.

The driver walked back over to the drivers seat and he asked me how was a I doing and where I was going. I told him I was fine and the address of the company.

"Okay Princess we'll be there in five minutes or less." He drove out of my driveway and we were finally on our way.

I felt a buzz going off and it was a text from my Father.

"Sweetheart. I just got done talking with Justin. I don't trust that Selena girl and I approve of you guys relationship. I see he truly loves you dear so you both have to sit down and talk about this.'

Haha no.

Before I could place my phone down, I got another text and this time it was from Justin.

'Baby can we talk.'

I rolled my eyes and placed my phone back into my pocket. We finally made it to the company and the driver assisted me to the building. They instantly let me inside and told me where Patrick was.

"Thanks," I told the lady at the desk. She beamed at me and we walked down the hall to Mr. Ozi's office.

He was there and I knocked on the door before entering. I got the invite to come into his office and he told me to take a seat

"Thank you but no sir. I just stop by to say that I'm sorry for Justin's actions I don't know what came over him," I apologized.

"No worries Princess. It's okay. I was lucky to break only four toes."

We shared a laugh and I told him sorry about his injury. "It's okay. Don't worry it's cool. But can you sign my magazine?"

He waved a copy of XO Ćenàla with the cover of me on it. I giggled and said sure. He hurriedly gave me a pen. I clicked it and signed my name with a heart at the end.

"Thank you so much."

"No problem. Anyways I should get going. Got a fitting to attend."

"Please come again," Mr. Ozi said while I was walking out. I nodded and waved him goodbye.

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