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Okay, and maybe Jodie and Joanne, a little bit. But they’ve been there for me from the second they turned up at the hospital Mum was taken to, and they both pulled me into their arms and promised me that everything was going to be okay.

With my heart in my throat, I drift back off once more.

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NICO

Everything is beyond fuzzy when reality comes back.

But this time when I crack my eyes open, the room is dark but, more noticeably, empty.

My breath catches as a wave of loneliness I wasn’t expecting to feel washes through me.

A lump crawls up the back of my throat, and I swear my eyes actually burn.

What the actual fuck, Cirillo?

Lifting my non-cannulated hand, I try to rub the sleep from my eyes, but the second I make contact, pain radiates throughout my face and down my neck.

“What the fuck?” I mutter, my voice raspy with sleep as I pull my hand away and stare at it like it was the cause.

A toilet flushes somewhere close, but I’m too lost in my confusion of what happened and how I ended up here to really focus on just how close it is until a door opens and light footsteps pad through my room.

The moment I look to the left and my eyes lock on my exhausted sister’s, that emotion floods me full force again.

I’m not alone.

“Calli,” I breathe.

Relief covers her pretty face for a few seconds before it gives way to something else, something a little terrifying—which is new for my little sister.

“You fucking selfish prick,” she seethes, storming over with her fists curled at her sides. “If your face wasn’t already fucked up, I’d punch you right in it.”

My brows shoot up, causing my formerly mentioned fucked-up face to scream in pain.

What the fuck happened to me?

“How could you, Nico? How could you be so fucking stupid?”

My lips part to respond but no sound leaves my mouth. How can it? I don’t remember anything.

“You could have died, Nico. Both of you could have been dead right now just because you’re too much of a pussy to deal with life. It was a shock, trust me, I fucking get that. But I didn’t go around trying to kill everyone when I found out. Jesus, Nico. I’m not sure I’ve ever been so fucking furious with you.”

I continue staring at her as she paces back and forth beside my bed, but still, no memories come.

Eventually, though, I manage to ask one of the most pressing questions about what she just said.

“Both of us?” I ask, making her stop mid-pace.

She spins around and pins me with a look that almost makes me regret ever waking up.

“You really don’t remember?” she asks, coming a little closer.

I shake my head, instantly regretting it when the pain slams into me.

“N-no, I don’t.”

“Unbelievable,” she breathes, throwing up her hands in disbelief. “All of this, all this pain and you don’t even remember.”

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