Morbid Joke

A woman was laid still on a soft bed. Other than the machines she was hooked onto, there was next to nothing in the bare room. The light green curtains were pushed to the sides to let in the warm rays of the golden sunlight.

Suddenly, the machines started to beep furiously and the woman's breathing went erratic. Her body began to convulse violently and with a jerk her eyes peeled open and she sucked in air.

The woman moaned in pain. It was as if something was struck in her esophagus, making it excruciating for her to expand her lungs. Her tongue felt drier than a desert promoting her to silently mumble for water.

Distant noises filtered through her ears but she felt as if someone poked her eardrum since for they have become accustomed to quietness

A commotion going on behind the closed door and the woman harshly pulled the needle from her arm and dragged her extremely lethargic body off the bed.

Frantically, she ran her hand all over her body, trying to feel for her wounds but it seemed like her body has been completely healed not to mention that she was alive and breathing.

'How much time she was out for? No...She must see the commissioner right away!'

Her blurry vision cleared a bit and she stumbled in the direction of the room but a middle aged man barged into the room. His eyes blazing and his steps furious.

Slap!

Her head twisted to the side and her cheek burnt from the impact. It felt as if her skull began to cave in on her brain and she winced from the throbbing pain.

The man grabbed her by the length of her hair and began spouting venomously,

"You ungrateful wench! I should have known better and tagged you along with your whoring mother!"

He shoved her and the woman stumbled back.

What was going on?

The woman supported her body using the edge of the bed and glared at the manner less stupid man.

"How dare you fucking put your hands on me? "Her voice came out parched and bewildered. No one had ever dared to treat her in such way. Never have someone ever slapped her. How he was even allowed inside her room in the first place?

She remembered what he said.

'Whoring mother'

He must be mentally retarded!

The man's eyes widened with shock and once again his hand shot out to strike her but the woman now saw it coming and grabbed his wrist.

"Mister, am going to sue you! How dare you put your hand on the poli–"

A group of men dressed in black suits rushed inside the room and pulled the man away from her.

One of them with an army hair cut swiftly approached her and tried to move her back to the bed but she jerked out of his grip and gave him a funny look to which his eye twitched but wisely, he stepped beside her to her further annoyance.

She wanted to ask if they were sent by her boss but stopped herself.

It was obvious that they were here for her!

"What's the meaning of this?" the crazy man from earlier bellowed, taking in the scene in front of him.

"Mr. Godfrey, we ask of you to leave immediately before the boss's return." one of the burly man who was standing protectively in front of her demanded in a polite manner but any sane person would be able to tell that it was feigned.

"I am here to talk with my daughter! Get out of my way you lowly insects!" it seemed like the man thought of himself very highly despite his violent behaviour akin to a thug.

Wait. What? Daughter? Is he insane?

"He's lying. He's not my damn father. Get this pig out of my room." she ordered with a frown, thinking the men were sent by her boss.

A man behind the crazy man who she didn't care to notice before, gasped dramatically. The whole room went eerily silent and the twitch eye man beside her eyeballed her strangely as if she lost some screws in her head. how can a princess utter such crude words?

"What?! See him out." she asked again and the crazy man laughed like a bloodthirsty hyena. Not that she had seen one but he definitely looked that scary!

"Now you are denying me as your father? Looks like you have forgotten how to be obedient and I have to beat you in obedience again!" she grimaced hearing his crude words because who in the right mind would even say such things?

The crazy man stepped forward to grab her in between the wall of muscle in from of her but one of the men had no choice but to push him back.

"Your Daughter is no longer a member of the Godfrey household. She's Princess Raina Khitrov now so I will advise you to leave on your own or I will be forced to retort to other means." he warned and the crazy man erupts like a raging volcano.

But the woman was frozen on her spot. Her world stopped when the man referred to her as what..? Princess?

What the actual fuck? Her mind was spinning.

Is this for real?

Did she wake up in the middle of some drill and now she's being played like a fool?

She scoffed in disbelief.

The crazy man was gone and she felt several eyes on her. The men in black suits were eyeballing her with strange expressions.

Disdain, astonishment and relief.

She ignored them and tried to make a beeline for the door but the fucking army cut stepped in her way with a hard expression. Her eyes momentarily flickered towards the gleaming of a gun tucked in his waist bands.

"Pardon me your Highness, but you aren't allowed to step out of this room."

"And who says that?" she wasn't a fool. She knew that these men answered to someone else.

Probably the one who saved her.

The man was a little shocked seeing the woman in front of him behaving so strangely. The woman he knew spoke less and acted more. Even if most of her activity was pure evil and to torture their boss.

Maybe she really was a mentally retard now after getting hit by the car.

"His Highness have strictly forbidden for your presence out of this room." he stated. before the accident, that was what his boss wanted. She was confined to her room as a punishment for her irate actions but no one ever expected her to wake up again.

She was brain dead. Legally considered dead.

"what his highness? are you stupid??" Arabella sputters.

"Your lord husband."

"…are you joking with me?" she asked hesitatingly, her fist curled into a ball because if he was? Then it was a really sick one for her.

"...No Princess we-"

"Stop fucking addressing me as a fucking Princess. Are u insane? I had enough of this shit show!" she screams angrily but unbeknownst to her who was shaking with rage, the men's expression turned fierce.

"Rest assured, Princess We won't let that happen again...Princess!"

she wobbled. Bile threatened to rise in her throat. A pair of strong hands caught her but she pushed away from him.

"Don't touch me! Who are you?" she was irritated by the morbid spectacle and the joke that had gone too far.

For fuck sake! She was shot and almost killed!

She didn't realize that she had started to hyperventilate.

Seeing her state, the men were troubled at what to do. The Prince will skin them alive if they dared forced her to bed. They could only wait for the doctor to arrive.

Arabella sniffed and warm blood Tickled out of her nose.

"What the..."

Then everything happened in a blur. A couple of men in doctor's overall rushed into the room with wide eyes. Two of the men were now holding her by her arms as one of the doctor stepped forward with an injection in his hand.

"Don't come any closer or I will fucking kill you!" she snarled in panic but the doctor was unfazed as if he had dealt with such situations Countless times.

"Don't worry Princess, this will calm you down." he tried to soothe the trembling woman as he gently grabbed her bicep and injected the anesthesia.

Arabella heard herself sobbing in helplessness as she watched unknown people manhandle and inject her with god knows what without her will.

Her cries were growing weaker and weaker by the second and sleep begin to thicken her thoughts but she managed to throw a deathly glare at the scared doctor one last time and promised.

"I am going to murder you."