The Princess had been so confused when she laid down. Everything was wrong. She was hungry, and her palace bedroom — the one that had been so regal and beautiful for so long — was now just a bedroom. In fact, she remembered someone taking her out of her palace and bringing her to this place. Was it a prison? She needed help. Where was her mom? Where was her Clyde? They had both promised to never leave her, and now they were nowhere to be seen.
She cried.
Then she stopped.
She was afraid, but she was still a Princess and needed to set a good example. Someone had come in while she was crying and told her to shut up, then hit her hard. The Princess scratched the man’s face, and he said he was going to get the police.
The Princess didn’t know what that meant, so she told him she would get her Clyde. But she couldn’t find him. He was gone. He had been gone before, but he always showed up.
She was so hungry. She couldn’t remember how to get food. She was scared, hurt, dizzy, and tired, and that made it hard to think. She had no energy. Everything was wrong. She tried to make it to the bed. Clyde had to be on his way, right?
He wouldn’t leave her. He had promised.
The Princess remembered someone giving her a shot to make her sleep, and it had confused her for a while. She had forgotten about her Clyde, but she wouldn’t let herself do that again.
There was a tree outside her room, so she went to the window. It was locked. She grabbed the metal pole attached to the bag that was attached to her arm and smashed it into the glass. The window gave way after the third hit.
A lady ran into the room. It was the nice lady — the one who never hit the Princess and always gave her pills.
“Please, Miss, just relax. I’m sorry about Edmond. We saw it on the camera and dealt with him. I know you’re upset, but we’re here to help—”
The Princess tried to jump out the window to the tree outside. The branch broke, and she couldn’t react fast enough to grab anything else.