What is Love?

Truth

DIANA

"I take it you're angry with me? I completely understand why that would be the case, but I had my reasons." He says pouring non-alcoholic champagne into our glasses.

"What possible reason could there be?! If you dare say you were protecting me, I will walk out of this restaurant shouting that I've been kidnapped!" I grit out, then proceed to chug the beverage down.

"You need to understand and try to imagine yourself in my position. I didn't know whether or not to tell you! I didn't know if you would fight harder and see past the possibility of you two dying, or if you would get even more stressed and hurt yourself or the baby in the process!" He says growling at me.

"I guess that makes sense, but also know that when I found out about this major detail, I thought you were hoping I'd die! I figured that you wanted me dead and you planned on murdering me after giving birth if I survived! I got scared, I still am scared!" I say back at him scooting my chair away from the table as if I'm going to leave.

"How can you think of me so horribly?! I love you! You are my queen! I will never let you go, not even in death!" He shouts, slaming his clenched fists on the table. I quickly get out of my seat and run back inside.

"Diana, get back out here this instant! We aren't finished with our conversation, let alone our lunch!" I hear him yell, but I keep my pace and focus on nothing but the front doors.

As I'm rushing to the front entrance, I hear Nick shout something. I'm not sure exactly what he said, but it must have had something to do with the gaurds. They all came at me at the same time and were holding me in place.

"Let me go! Unhand me you fiends!" I cry out struggling against their strong ass grips.

"You are not aloud to leave me! It is seen as highly disrespectful to leave the room without the proper authority, let alone security! I think I need to teach you a lesson!" He roars at me seething with anger and gripping my chin.

"I will never submit to you! I will never stand by you as your queen!" I say then spit in his face.

"Yes, you will. Even if I have to force you to go down that bluming aisle! You will be my wife! Make no mistake about that!" He grits out not once flinching from me spitting in his face.

He looked as if he was about to say more but stopped when his phone began to ring. He gave me a quick glare then picked up his phone. He turns away from me and walks back to the balcony.

When he comes back, he seems his normal stressed out self. I'd bet on my life the phone call was from Alonzo.

"So how's Al?" I ask looking up at him from my kneeling position.

"Cuff, muzzle, and put her in the limo! I don't care in what order, just get it done!" He orders the men holding me down. My eyes start to tear up, but I try my hardest not to let anyone see me at my weakest.

They cuff my hands and strap a black leather muzzle on my face, as if I was a dog. I guess I am nothing but a bitch. One of them picks me up bridal style and gently places me on the floor board of the car. I scramble to the back of the limo and curl up in a ball.

"What do you mean he kidnapped another woman?! Who is she? Couldn't he have waited until a better day?!" Nick asks whom ever he's on the phone with.

"..." Nick listens to the other person talk.

"WHAT?! Put her in Diana's old room and don't let anyone in there until instructed to do so." He says then hangs up the phone.

I look up at Nick only to see him studying me with his eyes. He moves himself closer to me and places his hand on my head, running his hand through my hair.

"It seems your dear old friend Krysti has decided to stay in the mansion. It's a pity you're misbehaving or I would allow you to go comfort her." He says. I whimper at the thought of another friend of mine trapped in this world of death and destruction.

"When we get home, you will go straight to the bedroom. Do you understand?" He asks me.

I nod my head and look down at the floor, crying. Why couldn't I have just said no to Van that day?! I would never be in this situation I am now. I would have become that old lady across the street that gives out the best candy on Halloween and has 7 different cats.

The car stops and Nick climbs out of the vehicle slamming the door behind him. Doesn't he know I cant get out with my hands cuffed? Oh, fuck it. I break my left thumb and pull my hand out of the cuffs.

I get up and open the car door with the muzzle still strapped on my face. When I get out, I come face to face with my worst nightmare. Nick's bitch sucking ass of a father.

"What are you doing here, father?!" Nick growls. He either knows I'm beside him or he's too distracted by his father.

"I came to congratulate you on the baby and to talk with Diana here." He says pointing to me with the hand that isn't leaning on his cane.

"Look, it'll only take a couple minutes! I'm in a hurry!" He begs Nick. I furrow my brows in confusion.

"NATHANIEL NIGHT, GET IN HERE!" Screams Kira running out of the mansion, wearing nothing but a bath robe. Oh, now i get it.

"Oh, for crying out loud!" In a blink of an eye Nathaniel is pointing a gun in Nicks direction.

"Father, what are you doing?"

"I'm stealing your fiance for a bit. Diana get in the car!" I quickly scramble back into the limousine.

Nathaniel climbs into the car after me and taps the window to let the driver know that we have to leave. As soon as the car escapes the estate, he sighs in relief.

"That was a close one." He says to me or himself, I'm not sure which.

I try to get the muzzle off, but fail miserably. I groan and slam my head against the window frustration.

"Here, let me help you." Nathaniel scoots closer to me and reaches for the back straps. I scoot as far away as I can, shaking my head a him. I don't trust this man.

"You don't have to trust me. Just know that I won't hurt you given your situation. So please, may I help get that off of you?" He asks sincerely.

I slowly make my way beside him, letting him fiddle with the straps. About a minute or two later that ghastly thing is off of my face. I glower and imagine it bursting into flames.

"Thank you. Now why did you want to talk?"

"It's about your mother."

"Save your breath and tell the driver to turn around. I have no interest in anything you have to say for that monster."

"Even if I told you that the woman you knew and hate so much is not actually your mother? That your mother is alive and wants to meet you?" What?

"My mom's alive?"

DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUH!