The Crown Prince's Love
Chapter 64

Desmond waved at me and pointed at my face, then upward.

I looked up at the ceiling and noticed something taped directly above me in black nylon. While staring at it, I looked back at Desmond, and he laughed at me while holding a controller in his hand and then pressed it. I looked up and pushed Ana away as the content taped on the ceiling came down on me.

It wasn't water but a red liquid that smelled like blood.

I inhaled the smell deeply, and the metallic stench confirmed my assumptions.

It was truly blood from a pig.

Everyone in the class turned toward me, taking out their phones and taking pictures of me.

They laughed as they continuously took pictures.

I noticed the cap had fallen on my head, and the writing was visible even with the blood on my face.

I looked toward Desmond and saw him grinning wickedly.

I clenched my fists angrily and walked toward him. When I reached him, he covered his nose.

"How dare you!" I yelled at him and punched him in the face.

He was caught unaware and fell to the ground.

I got on top of him and rubbed the blood on his face while yelling at him.

This was not the Desmond that I had saved. This was someone who hated me so much and could go to any extent to harm me.

I continued to rub his face with the blood until I was pulled away from him by someone.

It was the lecturer who had pushed me away from him.

Before he dragged me out of the class, I saw a writing on the wall of the classroom: "You don't mess with the dark hole."

"He threw the first punch at me! He's always had this hate towards me since we were kids, and I can't even understand why." Desmond explained to the lecturer, pointing at me.

I scoffed, wiping the blood off my face with my hand, then turned to face him.

"You're despicable," I spat angrily, sighing.

"You're the one who wrote this crap on my face, and as if that wasn't enough, you planted a bag filled with pig's blood that fell on me. It's all because of you!"

The lecturer glanced at the royal guard, then back at me. "The situation's getting crazy now, the king wants you to return to the royal realm," he announced.

I frowned, rubbing my hair. "Why should I go home when he should be the one punished, not me!" I screamed, pointing at Desmond.

He wasn't my Desmond, because the Desmond I know would never do something as cruel as what he did to me.

If this is what regret feels like, then I truly regret ever saving his life.

Suddenly, Desmond laughed, and I faced him, wondering why.

"And why are you laughing?" I asked.

He turned to me, pointing his finger.

"Because you're a special crown prince, which means you won't be punished. But that's not the case for Desmond, as he's not the king's son!" he yelled angrily. "When will this stop?" Another frustrated yell escaped him. "No one's playing favorites, right?" Let's replace a way to deal with this together, my friend. You don't have to face this alone."

"Seriously? You're not playing favorites?" he rolled his eyes. "Well, I already knew that this would happen, which is why I have this," he laughed as he scrolled through his phone and showed me a video.

It was a video of me punching him in the face, and it was trending online with thousands of comments. "Now, I like how everyone is talking about the douchebag prince, and I have to admit that's exactly what I expected from them. I mean, you deserve everything that will happen to you from now," he laughed.

I clenched my fists tightly as I looked at him.

The anger coursed through me, urging me to hit him, but instead, I held it back and took a deep breath. "I'd like it if we could leave to go meet my father right now," I said to the royal guard.

He stood up and bowed his head, leading the way to the door.

I followed after him, but just as I was about to reach the door, Desmond grabbed my hand and pulled me backward. "What the hell do you want?" I yelled at him. "Why won't you let me...," I winced in pain as I felt an ache in my lower back. I bit my lower lip to suppress the pain and looked back at Desmond.

"I want to give you a good warning that you'll surely like," he laughed. "Don't you check the internet, or else you'll regret everything," he said to me, then let go of my hand abruptly, causing me to stagger back a little.

"You're seriously crazy!" I yelled at him. "I hope your beef against me is settled, and we're even now," I told him as I headed out of the room. But he yelled my name again, and I turned back to face him. "What do you want from me?" I screamed at him.

He grinned wickedly and pointed towards the wall.

I looked over and saw the same writing that I had seen in the classroom.

"You don't mess with the dark hole," I read it out and gasped.

It was the same writing, but now it was written in red ink. The letters were big and dripping with blood, giving it a creepy vibe.

"How can you..." my words were cut short when I felt liquid pooling out of my nose.

Curious, I placed a finger into my nose and felt the liquid.

The strong metallic smell hit me, and I gasped when I realized it was blood.

What was happening to me?

I questioned myself, but I couldn't figure it out because I was bleeding profusely.

The blood rushed out like a pool of water, and I could feel my head starting to spin.

I stretched my hand forward for support from Desmond, but he only continued to grin, and even the lecturer and the royal guard were all grinning at me.

I coughed, and what came out was blood.

"What the hell is happening to me?" I screamed as a powerful wave hit me on the chest.

I fell on one knee and held my chest tightly.

The ground started shaking terribly as if an earthquake was about to happen.

I held onto my chest as the pain wouldn't go away, and it kept getting worse.

I was all alone, and Desmond, who could have helped, was still grinning with the same mockery expression.

I couldn't understand why he would look at me like that, as if he was being controlled by something.

There was no way he was supposed to see the writing on the wall, but he had seen it, and it just became worse.

"You messed up the balance of the two worlds!" Desmond shouted, and my heart beat hard against my chest when I heard the voice of a woman coming out of his mouth. This was not Desmond, but someone else who had taken over him.

"Whosoever takes you back in time lied to you because tonight, you will die!" Desmond announced.

My eyes widened as I looked up at him.

"Because you made a powerful deal. A life for a life!" he said.

"What are you trying to say?"

"The main price for going back to the past is a life for life."