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Insensitive


 
"People are insensitive period. 

I'd never thought someone I barely knew could do this to me." I cried, aching in pain. 

"What exactly happened yesterday?" asked the interviewer.

Yesterday.
 
After I was fed up of the whole royal fest, I decided to escape the palace all alone. Without the bodyguards. It felt amazing to not have people go all "your majesty-" for a while. My happiness was short lived though. A boy, about my age, pushed me hard against the floor and the world became a blur until it finally turned black and I closed my eyes.  

When I opened them, I was in the hospital. I felt full-body ache immensely. The left half of my body felt lifeless and numb. My eyes hadn't even gotten the time to entirely open before flashes of cameras from various news agencies fell right on my face. All because of that one guy making nuisance of himself. What did he even take himself for? 
 
He could've almost killed ME, the princess! I just got lucky when a bodyguard came running and provided first aid in time. 
 
"He looked fair, thin, was about 6 foot 7, had dark brown hair and had a shooting star tattoo on his arm. If found shall be strictly punished" I said, wishing someone watching the news had caught him and given some hard time. How bad I'd wanted him to learn his lesson. Never mess with a royal. I would make sure he didn't get a job in any of the companies in town, that he was jailed, that his life was ruined. I would even make sure his life was made miserable in case he flew to the friendly neighboring kingdoms. 
 
The interviewer was interrupted by her colleague just then. They had gotten some new information, apparently. 

"What's it?"

"The guy of your description was found near your palace few hours ago"

Oh good. Is he dead yet? I almost uttered aloud. 

"The latest report says, he's alive no more. He basically became a human shield for you and took the bullet on himself, then pushed you aside so you wouldn't be in the range of the sniper."

I went numb at that. The pain of how selfish I could be hit me harder than any physical injury ever could. 


I'd never thought someone I barely knew could do this to me, for me.





Comments

  1. Wordplay-TRS1 December 2021 at 17:05

    an awesome and unexpected twist! well done, and keep writing!
    (but we have history tomorrow, start stu-dying)

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    1. Palavi Karnik1 December 2021 at 17:09

      The pain of the content in the braces hit harder than- just kidding XD
      Thanks!!

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