I can't believe this. I kidnapped the Queen.
I left William behind, he doesn't interest me. I tied his hands and left him in some corner of the streets of London, he deserved to be treated like an garbage animal, a real rat.
"Who is he to think he could just come and take MY Kate? She is MINE! Nobody steals Kate from me, she hates me but she's mine!"
My mind is too weird, I remember I had promised so much, including, leaving her alone, but obviously I had to ruin everything. I'm a heartless guy and without any kind of remorse. I think that's pretty obvious, I mean, I do have the Queen on my shoulder, knotted and taking her far away.
"I hope she doesn't recognize this place" - I think to myself.
She looks so calm, perhaps due to having led a bludgeon on the head, what I know is that I'm sorry she is not mine anymore.
I messed up with her.
I killed her parents. I don't know how I hadn't been arrested already!
"She loves me! Since I haven't been arrested! Or maybe she's just planning the greatest revenge of the world. Somehow, the last possibility seems the most real. She doesn't loves me. She loves William."
Why is this even hurting me? I knew she hated me, but the fact that she love somebody else? Hurts. I lost her and ALL the blame is mine. The possibility of her loving someone else hurts so much - feels like a sharp pain in the heart, a stab in the back, such pain that seems that I've been hit by a speeding car.
"You have no heart Phillip" - Kate screamed in my ear - "You lost me because you messed up, you can't stand to see me happy with another, but I'll never be happy with you."
"You heard me?"
"Obviously. I know your unloved kid look!"
My weak spot. How was she able to say that? Couldn't help myself, I gave her the biggest slap I've ever given in my life, so hard that she fainted again.
"Bitch!! I hate you!" - I yelled at her unconscious body.
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Two days. How does a person stay unconscious for two days? Is she dead? Can not be! I decided to wait a few days to realize what was wrong with her.
The night was dark, the cold weather seemed almost Christmas. I left the closet and went into the living room.
"A movie might not be bad!"
Once the movie ended, I was already half asleep, I curled myself in the couch and was about to fall asleep when I heard a noise. I stood up immediately and walked to the closet, the door was still closed and everything seemed normal. I turned to enter the living room again and that's when I felt.
I had been hit in the head with a baseball bat. Who lets a crazy woman locked in a closed with a baseball bat inside?
"Kate ..."
Her name was the last word spoken before shutting down completely.
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What do you think of Phillip? A bit psychotic, right? Kisses :)
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The Queen
Storie d'amoreWill his love be stronger than all her past? ***** As I walked away, I heard her voice low, almost inaudible, I stopped for a second when I heard it. "I love you" Once I realized what she had said, I continued to walk. "Me too" - I thought.
