"Did you really think I loved you? That's hilarious! I just dated you because of your family." Matt my boyfriend of 5 years says as he hugs the waist of my best friend of 9 years.

I can feel my eyes welling up with tears. I don't want to cry. I won't give them the satisfaction of knowing I'm hurting.

"Did you really think I loved you? That's cute! This is great timing actually. I was getting tired of you and your pencil dick anyways. Also Amanda if your going to have more plastic surgery you should definitely go back to whoever made your tits. Whatever he did is really working for you." I say with a mocking smile before turning to walk out of the huge banquet hall under the gazes of the hundreds of guests who were invited to my birthday banquet.

I don't look back as a tear rolls down my cheek. Damn cheater. If he was going to sneak around with my best friend he should have told me another day. Why did it have to be on my 21st birthday? I planned to have my first drink with them. Well my first legal drink. I've had a lot of alcohol being the princess of the Jackson empire. I'm not really a royal. It's called the Jackson Empire because my family the Jackson family owns more than half of the top 100 largest businesses worldwide. The Jackson Empire was created by my great-great-great-great-grandfather and has only grown since then. I'm the only daughter in the family so I'm called the Jackson Princess. I have more money than I could spend in 10,000 lifetimes and anyone who meets me has to be respectful. The only exception is the Norman family. They control the underworld. They're known as the king of the night. They like us have the power to overthrow a country. It's unlikely that I'll ever meet someone from that family however as we don't have any interaction.

I slowly walk down the night street. I don't pay attention to where I am as I keep walking aimlessly. I don't have a destination as I look at the night sky with tear-stained cheeks and glistening eyes. I carefully pull a small bag out of my pocket and open it. Inside is a single pill.

...

3 days ago.

I've always loved to run around the city alone and explore the world of the poor. When I was walking in a dark ally I stumbled across a strange shop. It was called 'Perfect Fix' I was curious so I walked inside and was greeted by a man who looked kind of sketchy. I thought I should probably leave but for some reason I didn't. As soon as he saw me he seemed to know something that I didn't. It was like he could see through me.

"Take this pill you'll feel much better when you wake up numb and your brains been severed when your heartbeat won't beat based on the weather. When you sell yourself to me. Took your peace your pain your pleasure and I left you with one face forever. You won't hurt anymore. Be careful what what you wish for." He said before handing me a small bag that has only one pill inside. He didn't ask for money and just repeated that I should be careful what I wish for.

Before I realized it I was already home. I kept it with me all this time. I don't know what it does but I'm willing to try anything to get rid of this horrible feeling of heartbreak.

I slowly put the pill in my mouth and swallow it without water. After a few minutes my eyes feel heavy so I try to find a place to sit down but before I can even turn my head my vision goes black and my body starts to fall.

...

Blake POV

As the car drives on the dark street I look out of the window only to see a girl walking alone. I don't usually go out alone but today I did so I slow the car and start to follow from afar. After a while the girl suddenly stops walking and pulls out something from her pocket. I can't see what it is from so far away but I watch as she slowly puts something in her mouth. I can only see her back and some of her side so I don't know what it was but only a few moments later I see her stumble forward as she holds her head. I open the door anxiously as she starts to fall towards the cement.

I barley catch her before her head hits the ground and I try to wake her up but she doesn't move. Feeling worried I pick her up and place her in the car before driving towards the hospital. As soon as I get there I turn to look at the girl only to see her slowly open her eyes.

...

Bunny POV

I slowly open my eyes and look around only to realize I'm in an unfamiliar car. I should feel worried but I don't feel anything strangely. I pause when I notice the other person sitting in the driver's seat. I look out the window and realize were outside of a hospital owned by my family.

"Are you alright? What happened? I saw you pass out after eating something so I brought you here." The man says anxiously.

"I needed something to help me get through. Now I feel like I'm living inside of my head." I say emotionlessly as I stare at the man.

"We should get you checked." He says worriedly.

I slowly nod my head in agreement and he leads me inside. As soon as the director of the hospital sees me his eyes widen and he runs over.

"Bunny! Why are you here? Are you alright? Should I call your father?" He asks quickly as he scans my body from head to toe.

"Don't let anyone know I was here today. As far as my father is concerned I never left the house. I need help."I say emotionlessly as I stare at the man.

"Are you pregnant or something." He asks in fear knowing that my father would disown me if I got pregnant before marriage. As if to confirm his doubts he looks at the handsome guy who came with me like he did something horrible.

"He's innocent stop staring like that. I'm not pregnant." I say in that same emotionless voice.

"Okay something is weird about you today. Why do you sound like that? I was trying to ignore it but that seems to be the only difference." He says with furrowed eyebrows.

"Help me. I-I miss my old emotions. I think I'd sell my soul to make me sad. I needed something to help me get through. I wanted something and the doctor told me to take this pill and I'd feel better. It took my peace, my pain, my pleasure and it left me with one face forever. I don't hurt anymore. I miss the pain I used to have." I explain feeling numb. I feel like I'm not even in the same world anymore. I would rather feel the pain I had before. I want to feel sad. I want to cry. I want to scream in pain. I just want to feel anything.

"Come with me." The director says and we all walk through the hospital to his office.

He draws my blood and I don't even feel the needle. He pinches different parts of my body and I can barely feel him touching me even if there are red marks on my body.

"I feel like I'm living inside of my head." I say hugging myself in hopes of feeling some kind of pain. "How could they sell you on something to help you and then not tell you it might make you wish you were dead?" I ask as tears stream down my cheeks. I don't feel anything but my body knows how to cry. I'm numb and I can't feel pain but beneath the barrier the pill made around my heart I'm just a girl. Even if I can't feel it my body knows I'm supposed to.

"I have a theory. I think you can relearn how to feel. Just remember what it's like to love someone. We can have Matt help you." The director says pulling out his phone to make a call.

"We broke up. He's been sleeping with Amanda." I say emotionlessly. "That's how I became like this." I just stare strait at his face and the director slowly puts his phone down.

"I now understand why you would do this to yourself. If you want I can get your father's private bodyguards to beat him to death. I promise to get in a few hits to his face. We can make Amanda watch him bleed out." The director says reaching for a baseball bat he keeps in a corner.

"No need I'll get someone to torture them together. They can watch one another slowly die as their limbs are cut off one by one." The man that brought me here says as he pulls out his phone as if he's about to give the order.

"I don't need you to help me. I already humiliated them in public now I just have to dig into their history and find as much dirt as i can. Then I'll send it to their relitives. I already know they made porn together. I'll send it to all of their friends. They'll slowly get isolated from everyone they know. Neither of them will know how it got leaked but they'll eventually suspect each other driving them apart. When they're both alone I'll get someone to lock them in an insane asylum because they've been exposing their own porn to friends then forgetting it. There's no doubt they have problems. I'll play the sound of a child's laughter in their rooms every night and it will always change slightly. They'll slowly go crazy and I'll have my people starve them till they almost die before feeding them just enough to live. I'll have the guards eat roasted chicken where they can see it slowly driving them to insanity. When they're bodies are no more than skin and bones while their mind is scrambled I'll throw them in a giant freezer together with no food. There will be no choice but to kill one another then when their on their deathbeds I'll save them and send the clip of attempted murder to the cops so they get sent to prison. inside I'll have a gang attack them every day for a month and then sparattically for the next 10 days so they never know when they're going to be beaten. I'll make then want nothing more than to die. I've done it before so I'm sure my method is the most efficient." I say with a straight face.

"Right I almost forgot that was how you are." The director says putting down the bat.

"What do you mean?" I ask tilting my head as if I don't understand what he's implying.

"N-nothing!" He squeaks out before changing the topic in hopes of distracting me so I don't decide to target him. S-so who's the guy?" He asks nervously looking at the man who brought me here.

"I was driving by when I saw her collapse so I brought her here. I didn't think she would wake up so quickly." He says with a shrug.

"What's your name?" The director asks suspiciously.

"Blake Norman." He says simply.

"Y-your a Norman?!" The director asks in surprise and fear. Blake just nods in response.

"Bailey Jackson." I say with a slight nod in his direction.

"Is that all you have to say Bunny?" The director asks bewildered.

"Oh! Nice to meet you." I say remembering my manners.

"Nice to meet you too." Blake says with a smile.

"That isn't what I meant." The director mutters in shock, thinking to himself. 'On one side is the Jackson Princess and on the other is the Norman Crown Prince. My life is too hard.'