Faithful to His Queen

Chapter Seven

Camilla P.O.V

Out of nowhere a sneeze it me.

"Someone is talking my name" and I have a gut feeling it's not nice.

Speaking of nice things today, I finally get to go to work. Yesterday I was so pissed and the audacity of some niggas that I just went back home and sleep. Lucas of course had to tell the entire family of my little relapse and they knew that I wanted to be left alone so they asked no questions but I guess I can tolerate it now. On another note, I get to relieve stress and take my mind of that dick wad by doing the one thing I'm comfortable with right now.

I asked Lucas to come with me but he said he had business to attend to so I guess I'm on my own.

"Henry and Lucas already left. I don't know why and I didn't ask either"

Delicia is in the living room watching Television when I reached downstairs.

"He said they were leaving after me." This little bitch.

Oh well. No Henry, no Lucas, no guards.

"Guards Camilla" Delicia voice sounded through the garage.

"Seriously! Not you too D?"

"Hey, it was either I make sure you take them or no dick tonight." She answered back.

"Ew! Too much information D. Yuck!" Oh my god! I did not need to know about my brother's sex life.

Reversing out the garage, there are two SUV's waiting on me. No use trying to get away now. I sometimes think that this is for the best because of what happened last time but then again, if I'm pretending to be dead then what use is the attention of the guards. That was overruled when they dressed to blend in so I just gave up and opened my arms to welcome my new guards.

I flicker the lights giving them the signal so we can leave. The first car moves off before I follow, giving the second car leverage to move off behind me as well. Driving down this long road in a silent car was more than creepy so I plugged in my flash drive and sang all the way to town.

Aaliyah's song four page letter came on. Not bad.

Somehow this song reminds me of me. Must be why I'm getting so into the beat and the lyrics. I turned it up from twenty two to thirty so it was a little loud but who cares. My car, my rules.

When we reached the main road there was a minimum amount of traffic, most likely because of the new overhead road above Third Street that went up about two months ago.

"Alpha! Car on your left!"

My car jerked to the side as something rammed into it from the left. My head made a big impact with the window. It cracked and there was a wet liquid running down the side of my head, it left this loud throbbing that hurt like a bitch. My car spun a few times before I slammed by foot on the brakes. This either was either driving too fast and tried to slow down, he or she is fucking blind or they looking to die and trying to carry my black ass with them.

"Not today, Satan."

I got out my car slowly as my vision was blurry, even my hand that was trying to soothe the ache on my head wasn't working. My guards swarmed me as soon as I was fully out the car. They looked calm as ever, like they had the whole thing under control.

Me? I was about to blow a casket. I'm so scared to look at the damages right now, I think I might pass out but I did anyway and oh pumpkin spice I could die.