Cori POV
Well, this is the last day of us being on the yacht. A lot has happened this week and half. I’m pretty sure I killed someone…but other than that this vacation has been fun. Believe it or not I’m ready to go back to school. I’m not gonna lie. I’m still worried about the whole Dallas thing. My dad said he handled it, but what if I still get arrested? What if I actually go to jail?
A knock at the door interrupted my thoughts.
“Come in.” I said.
“Hey princess. We’re docking now. Get your stuff ready so we can get on the bus and go home.” My dad said.
“Okay.” I said softly.
He stood by the door for a second before coming all the way in and closing the door behind him. He sat on the edge of my bed and looked at me. “How you feeling?”
“I’m fine.” I said.
“How you feeling?” He repeated.
“I’m scared. What if I go to jail?”
“I told you I handled it already. You’re fine. Try to forget that it happened.” He said.
“I’m trying, but it’s hard. I killed him.” I said being honest.
“I know it’s hard but you gotta trust me.”
“I trust you.”
“Everything’s is going to be okay princess. Okay?” He said standing back up.
I nodded.
“And remember what I said. Keep your head up or –”
“My tiara will fall off.” I said finishing his sentence.
He nodded and left my room.
I sat on the bed for couple of minutes than began to gather my things. When I was finished I put the bag on my back and walked to the main deck where everyone was waiting. I think they were all waiting on me.
“Well took you long enough.” Danielle said picking up her bag.
“Whatever.” I said rolling my eyes.
“Alright. Who isn’t riding the bus back?” Jay asked.
“I’m not. I have a show to do in LA.” Kelly said. “I think my ride is here now actually.” She said picking up her bag. She hugged us and told us bye then she left.
“Was Kelly the only one not riding?”
“Me and my crew are going to New Orleans.” Solo said.
“You, my nephew, and Michelle?” Bey asked.
“Duh. Who else?” She said grabbing her stuff.
Bey flicked her off and Solo wined at her.
“I rebuke that foolishness in the name of Jesus!” Michelle said.
I couldn’t help but laugh.
They left.
“Looks like it’s just us.” Jay said.
“Yup, looks like it.” My mom said.
“Let’s go.” My dad said picking up his bag. He led us off the yacht and we walked to the bus. We put our stuff down and got comfortable.
“Wait wait wait.” My dad said standing back up. He looked like he was counting us.
“1, 2, 3,4.” He said. He eyes got big and he looked at Bey.

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