Her Highness h.s

Chapter 27(It's Your fault)

Songs for this chapter;

Six Degrees Of Separation - The Script

Sad song - We The Kings

(Listen to these as you read the chapter)

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LILLY'S POV

I try again for the tenth time now, putting the key into the lock, still not being able to open it.

First it took 30 minutes just for a fucking bus to come and now, this fricking key doesn't do it's job.

Trying to twist and turn the key one more time, I hit my forehead into the door making myself whimper in pain. I hit more forcefully than I intended, and apparently Mary heard it, since she came rushing to open the door.

"Miss Liliya, what's the ma-"

"Nothing. " I walk pass her, and toss my bag carelessly on the just moped, shining floor, not giving a shit about anything right now.

"Liliya-" I hear my parents mumble after me, me still not giving them any of my attention.

I'm too torn and exhausted to even try to listen to their endless deadly lectures.

The moment I enter my room, I start shoving and throwing my things.

Too mad to care about any luxury I have, everything can get broken like I am. The sounds of crashing resonates in my large room, filled with my followed screams.

It's all my parents fault. Everything is their fault. If they had thought me how to love and loved me like parents should love their children, I wouldn't end up falling for someone who is taken. I'd known better if someone actually would've told me.

And Harry, just put me into his chessgame, crushing my king before I could even realize the game started. But this game was not one of the ones I've just to play. It was the game of love, which is a very ruthless game, especially if you don't play it with good intentions.

For the first time someone played me exactly the same way I used to play others.

It's actually funny how karma bites you right in the ass, making you feel every pain, you caused everyone else.

I was so stupid to ignore my subsconcious warning me to run as fast as I can away from Harry, but no, my heart had to come in between, taking me with it.

Now look heart where you got us, all broken and left alone. Not even having a shoulder to cry on, is what makes the whole situation even worse than it is.

The final crash of my large mirror, makes Mary and my parents rush to the room.

"Get out." Is all I scream as i'm pulling my hair, not being able to handle this much of mental pain. I've never felt anything like this, not even when I got hit by a car. It really was the most painful memory of my childhood, my knees and elbows bleeding unstoppably and the other injuries causing me to stay weeks in hospital.

I never thought that a mental pain would defeat the pain of being hit by a car.

A mental pain, caused by a man. I promised myself that I'd never fall in love, well here I am, crying and tossing stuff because of a man.

It's weird how someone can make you feel both pain and join, making you both feel alive and wanting to die at the same time. Broken, only being able to be fixed by him, and only, him.

It's like no matter how much you try to ignore your feelings and deny it, the deeper you fall and it doesn't seem to come to an end, feelings only getting stronger and stronger day by day.

"Miss Liliya." Mary carefully utters as she tries to come closer to me.

"Don't." I scream and look at her with a serious face, tears streaming down on my flushed cheeks.

"Liliya, my dearest daughter, what is the matter with you?" My father places his hand on my shoulder, trying to calm down.

"It's your fault. YOUR FAULT!" I yell, making them all jolt in their places.

No matter how much they try to calm me down, I freak out even more. Not being able to control any of my feelings, anger mixed with grief and pain.

"Go away." As soon as the word leaves my mouth, my sight becomes blurry and I begin to feel weak.

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Slowly opening my eyes, All that comes to my vision is blank white.

White everywhere, I try to take a closer look, making my vision clearing up a bit.

Judging from the doctors that are coming and going, me resting on a bed, I seem to be in a some kind of hospital.

"You're awake,finally!" I hear sniffing and crying next to me.

"Mary?"

"Why am I here? I say, my voice really weak and hard to hear.

"Oh, darling, you fainted and made us all worry about you."

"Well, you seemed to be the only one worrying enough to take me to here." I snap at her. Susprise, my parents couldn't make it, because something came up.

Fucking hell, my head is pounding continually.

The mental pain is probably transforming into physical pain. Well, I'm really going insane, since that sentence did not make sense.

"Why didn't you just call a doctor to our home?" I question her not being able to sit up.

"It's too risky." Oh, okay. This princess shit again.

"Are you ready to talk about what happened?" Mary asks and plays with my long hair.

I pout my lips and shake my head, sending a message clearly saying that I'm not gonna talk about it. Never ever.

My phone.

I take a look at my pockets, oh, there it is. Thank God.

I slide the lock open and see 10 unseen messages and 5 missed calls.

All from Harry.

What could he possibly want from me after humilating and playing me like that?

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