Marietta Penelope Grace Lane is a princess. She lives in Jammerson Harlem. She's destined to marry prince Brendon Harper James the third. She follows all the rules. Though she wishes for more excitement. She doesn't want to marry a prince. She does...
She smirks. "Or mommy might have to punish you." Why did I like the word mommy?
"I'm sorry." I whisper.
"Good girl. How I know is because I know everything about everyone. I know you have a crown birth mark on the lower part of your ass." She smirked.
She wasn't wrong. It honestly looks like a tattoo. Though it's a birth mark.
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The birth mark. Just on her butt. I skin tone and filled in completely.
"No I don't." I lie.
"Let me check." She says.
"No I don't even know your name." I say.
"I'm Skyler. Now let me check." Skyler demands.
"No." I say.
Skyler sighs. She spins me around. Then pushes my front aginst the tree. I whimper as she pushes up the bottom of my shorts.
"This is sexual harassment." I whimper.
"Shut up." Skyler growls.
She gently touches my birth mark. I feel a gun press into the back of my head.
"Change of plans your coming with me. Text who you came here with to leave." Skyler demands handing me my phone.
"No." I say growling.
"Do it or I'll blow your brains out." Skyler threatens I hear the gun cock back.
"What happened to hurting me?!" I ask tears feeling my eyes.
"1..." Skyler begins to count.
"Please don't." I whimper quitely.
"2..." Skyler says in a darker tone.
"What did I do wrong?!" I ask wondering why she had a sudden change of heart.
"3..." Skyler says.
"I'm sorry!" I cry out as tears stream down my face.
"Last chance text her or him." Skyler demands. The gun is pressed a bit harder into my head but not going off.
"Ok I will." I whimper.
"Good... Now turn slowly." Skyler demands.
I turn to face her. The gun now on my center of my forehead. I quickly text Jenna.
Me: Jenna I'm leaving... I don't wanna go back to the palace life. Please go home and act as if I never left. Tell the guards to keep quiet.
Jenna: ok be safe. Text me if you need anything.
Before I could text anything else. My phone was ripped out of my hand and thrown on the ground. I watched as Skyler stomped on it multiple times. Til you could see the green part with all the other stuff.
