My Royal Story

Chapter 21

I woke up in Bradley's bed. It was pitch black with a bit of light coming from the moon outside. I turned the nightstand light on and slipped my clothes on. "Bradley!" I whisper-hissed.

His eyes fluttered opened, "What are you doing?"

"I have to go back to my room, Luke is going to wonder where I went, I mean, he is my guard and after all."

"Oh yeah. Bye, I love you, Lily."

"I love you, too," I kissed him on the cheek and ran out his door. I fled downstairs and through the halls, I couldn't get caught.

I had such an amazing time with Bradley last night. I really do love him. As for Luke, I do have plans for him, soon.

I flung my door open and ran inside. My heart was pounding as I plopped down on to the bed. I looked at the clock by my bed, it said 6:17. Luke was probably going to be back soon. I had to stay up, or else he could kill me in my sleep.

So I laid in the dark daydreaming about Bradley. Last night was my first time and I loved it. I knew I wanted to be with Bradley, forever. He gives me a feeling of heat and passion. Luke is different, with him I feel impatient and flirty.

Both are good feelings, don't get me wrong, but Bradley's just feels right. I feel so comfortable when I am with him. He makes me feel loved. Even though I've only known him for two weeks, I know he is the one.

The sun was beginning to rise as Luke walked in the bedroom. My eyes were shut in thought, but then I heard something being pulled out of a pocket. My eyes opened wide and Luke pulled his hand out of his pocket, nothing.

"Hey," he said.

"Hi."

He sat down on the bed and kissed me. "You do know you are mine, right?"

"Yeah-"

"Then why were you sleeping with another man last night?"

"W-what?"

"Oh you know what you bitch! You cheated on me with that Prince Charming. I could kill you right now, but oh wait, I can. Now that we are married I can kill you and still get the crown."

"What did you do to Bradley?"

"It doesn't really matter does it, you are going to die anyway."

"Tell me what you did to him," I hissed.

Luke pulled a butcher's knife out of his pocket, it was covered in blood. "Does this answer your question?"

"No!" I gasped.

"Yes! He is dying in his room right now."

My eyes filled with tears, Bradley was THE ONE. And now he is dying. I began to run for the door when a large hand grabbed my arm. It pulled me around and into a wall. Luke pinned me there with the bloody knife to my throat. "Luke! Stop!" I croaked as blood trickled down my throat.

"Shut up."

"I really did love you, Luke. I wanted to be with you."

"Shut UP!"

"No! I was in love with you, Luke."

A tear ran down Luke's cheek. "I'm sorry, Lily." The knife dug deeper into my throat. Was this the end?