The Devil Dressed in Pink [unedited]

18

Charlotte 

In the private jet cuddled in Corazon's chest as he gave me head massages. 

"To be completely honest with you I think you just made my brother fall in love with you," He said. 

I sat up looking at him wit confusing. "heh?" I said. 

He laughed, "you will learn soon why," He said patting my head letting me lay my head back down now on his lap as we flew the Clarence Castle. Yes, my family as a castle. 

Wrapping my damaged palms around my water bottle drinking more water. I dug my nails so deep in my palms that I caused cuts that were now wrapped in bandages. 

"You need a retreat, well we all do, the war is over treaties have been signed, shortest war ever tho" Zoro commented "This was to be my vacation but I ended up working the entire time either way" 

"Not like you wanted to take vacation anyways" I muttered. "Nap time," I said before falling asleep on Corazon's chest. 

I felt my self be carried but quickly falling asleep before hearing murmurs. 

"She is emotionally tired, she only flipped a table this time" I heard talking before drifting off back to bed snuggling in the cool soft sheets of a bed. 

When I finally woke up I was in my old room. Stretching pointing my feet looking at my bandaged palms before sitting up and taking the gauze off, unwrapping it from my palms inspecting the wounds before throwing the gauze tinted with blood on my hands walking to my bathroom taking my mini first aid kit out and putting the ointment on my wounds before bandaging my hand again. 

Looking at myself wincing at the hot mess I look like right now.  When Zoro carried my hysterical ass back home I was carried in the shower clothes still on and the ice-cold water managed to calm my sobbing ass down. The reflection in the mirror showed what a hot mess I am, even after the shower I was still crying not as hard as I was before but my curls looked dry, my face was bloated and my breath certainly stunk.  Searching the bathroom it was fully stocked as I put the rubber gloves on my hands to prevent my bandages from getting wet and got to bathing and washing, deep conditioning and most importantly combing out my dry tangled curls that didn't look cute. 

An hour later my curls were lathered in products my eyes held those eye masks under it for the bloating. My nose was slightly stuffy and my teeth were clean. 

Dressed in a grey t-shirt and black running shorts before walking out of the room.  "This is going to be a long walk" I muttered to myself. 

It was only midday, as it said on the clock on my bedside table. Taking so many turns and finally finding the main stairway and to find the main kitchen seeing my grandmother cooking and my stomach growled in hunger. 

She turned to me and smiled "Hello my beautiful grandchild are hungry?" she asked me. 

I nodded she placed a steaming plate of breakfast which was a cheesy omelette and bacon with fresh bread. A freshly squeezed Orange juice. Hugging her and kissing her cheek before accepting the food. 

"So this Donquixote boy caused quite the meltdown" She finally said. 

I kept eating not replying "You actually care for him" 

"Cared past tense" I muttered. 

"No care, you still care, but you aren't angry at him for sleeping with the other girl are you," she said. "You want to believe you are"