"If this is what love feels like, why does it hurt so much?"
A girl suddenly has all the spotlight on her. Can she stay true to herself? Will she be able to deal with all the stress that comes with being famous? What happens when a guy from a popula...
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"Why do I have this feeling you're going to mess up my whole life?"
2008: Princess POV:
"Listen to me, a guy is going to be coming soon. You have to stay in your room with the door locked okay?" King says with his hands on my shoulders.
"What about the movie" I say looking up at him. He promised to spend the day with me today but now a guy is coming.
"Don't worry we'll watch it when he leaves. It will only be twenty minutes. Now go and lock your door." He says pushing me in my room when he hears a knock at the door.
I don't understand why I have to lock my door. I'm not stupid, I know king deals drugs and he has a dangerous jobs. I'm pretty sure he's involved with a whole bunch of gangs.
But it's King and he knows what's best. Right?
Ten minutes past. Twenty minutes past. And now it's been about an hour and I'm getting impatient.
Finally I hear the door open and close and the conversations stop. I eagerly unlock my door and walk out. Excited to spend time with my brother.
When I go to the living room it's not him. It's a man. A scary looking one too.
He was in all black with these big black boots. He had tattoos all over even on his bald head. I've never seen that much tattoos on a person before. On the glass table in front of his was what looked like a whole bunch of pills and powder and a gun.
"Well, hello there" he says with a disgusting smile when he notices me.
I know better than to not respond. That's what makes people angry. "Hello" I quietly say.
"Don't just stand there, take a seat" he pays the place next to him on the couch. "Cmon I don't want to ask again" he says now more sternly.
Right now I was wondering where king is. I was even wishing it was my drunken father here instead. But of course it isn't. He's probably getting drunk at a bar.
I nod quickly and take a seat next to him where he patted, not wanting to upset him more.
He was just staring at me and it made me extremely uncomfortable so I decided to speak up. "Where's King?"
"He's outside talking with some of my men. Now what's your name little one?" he says tucking my hair behind my ear.
Should I say my real or nick name? "Princess" I look into his black eyes.
