Lone Prince

Touching glass hurts

Alexander found me. It was nearly 1:00 in the morning. They feared something happened to me, I had fainted after about on hour. The blood loss was to much.

He feared for me. He whispered things to comfort me as he carried me back. I talked on about random things no one could understand.

"Who did this?" Caroline asked. It only made tears stream steadily from my face. I didn't answer.

" I don't know. I found her like this under a street light down on Partridge." Alex answered.

"Oh my... someone get the tweezers, please." Margret handed her them and she began to pull the shards of glass out. I bit my lip unwilling to scream. These people already thought I was weak.

"Someone hand me the gauges." This time Damien handed her them. She wrapped my face after cleaning the scratch from the bottle on my face. Then wrapped my neck. The cuts on my arms were just covered in bandaids.

"I'll lead her back to her room, help her change." Margret said helping me stand. I could barely see. She walked me on and took me to my room she sat me down to go find some new clothes. Mine were shredded and covered in blood.

"I know Charles did this."She said. She helped me out of my clothes and turned around so I'd feel less uncomfortable as I finished taking the dress of. I put the clean clothes on. It was a mans t-shirt, quite large and a pair of fighting gear pants.

I sat down and she turned around.

"I'm sorry. I know you loved him, now. I saw Daisy give him an envelope. I think she loved him to, but he didn't love her. He still loved you. I saw his face when he opened the envelope. She had ripped his note apart and said you did it. I saw a tear fall from his eye as he slammed the door. Daisy walked away with a smile on her face. Charles left and later so did Daisy.

Adelia, he was drunk but I think he still loves you. I'm sorry if it hurts, but I think he was hurt more." She said. It was the most I'd ever heard her say. Tears mixed with the blood on my face.

"Don't tell anyone." Was all I said as Margret left closing the door quietly behind her. I still had a shard from the bottle. No one noticed it in my hand. Now I squeezed it with all my might letting blood drip from my hand.