Complicated by Bianca Gray (white hot kiss TXT) 📖

my prince,” I said prince the same way he said princess. He just sighed. I giggled. Then I started to think about what Grandfather said last night.
“You shouldn’t remember very much for 24 hours,” I said narrowing my eyes. He sighed again.
“It was different with me. At 2:00 am, I got up and realized my love for you. That’s why I was next to you this morning,” said Drew. I smiled at him. I ate a big bite of my toast. I swallowed it very quickly.
“You know what I found out?” I asked him.
“No what?” he asked.
“I found out that we’re each other’s true love,” I said.
“I found that out a long time ago,” said Drew, pulling me into his arms.
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I love you too,” echoed Drew. Then we kissed a lingering kiss, much, much better than my first one.


Chapter 10
No way! I’m a mother already!!

I suddenly felt a cramp, in my stomach. I screamed a blood-curdling scream. Sama got up and ran to my egg. She held it up to her chest. She looked worried. She whispered something to Katie but I couldn’t hear it because of my screaming. My vision was starting to get blurry but I could see my golden egg pulsing. Drew kept trying to calm me down. My father ran into the room, followed by my grandfather, who was followed by the weird twins.
“Oh no,” whispered Katie when I stopped screaming but I was whimpering.
“What?” asked Drew, concerned.
“The baby is coming out way too soon,” said Katie. I didn’t open my mouth because I knew I was going to scream again.
“What happens if it does?” asked Drew slowly. Katie turned to me.
“It could die,” she whispered. I couldn’t take it I opened my mouth and the screams came out again. I felt like I was dying.
“What about Samanthia?” asked Drew concerned but screaming over my screams.
“She would die with it,” said Katie. I screamed some more. I just kept screaming. I started to stop. The egg was growing bigger, almost the size of a three-month-old baby. That’s when it hatched. The shell was crippling off. I bit my lip so I wouldn’t scream. Then the egg just opened and sitting inside of the egg was a child. The child had wavy gold locks and topaz eyes. The pain stopped. The 5-year-old child just stared at me with its gemlike eyes. Katie picked it up and wrapped her in a towel. That’s when I fainted.
When I woke up, I felt a tight squeeze on my hand. I looked down at my hand and Drew was just squeezing it.
“Um, OW!” I said. He looked up and I could see dark circles under his perfect eyes. He smiled at me.
“How long have I been out?” I asked.
“Just a few days,” said Drew. I sat up.
“Where’s my baby?” I asked. Drew frowned.
“Well, she’s not technically a baby, she’s more of a toddler…or five year old,” said Drew. I frowned. Technically speaking she’s supposed to be a baby but she was hatched as a five-year-old.
“What is its name?” I asked.
“We have been waiting for you,” said Drew.
“Well what are we waiting for?” I asked. Drew shrugged and then helped me up. We walked toward Sama’s closet. I could hear arguing.
“Pink makes her eyes stand out,” said Sama.
“Yes, but green makes her look so cute,” said Katie.
“I’m her aunt,” said Sama.
“Yeah, but I’m her grandma,” said Katie. I rolled my eyes at Drew and he smiled at me. I opened the door. I looked in and I screamed. My little ‘toddler’ was climbing the wall. Katie and Sama looked at me. I pointed at my child.
“What-what is she doing?” I asked trembling. She was standing on the rack, balancing perfectly, and bending down. She put her mouth on it and was biting it. A second later the rack fell down and hit Sama and Katie on the head. The child jumped down and crossed her arms at Sama and Katie. They glared at her. Then they looked up. Then they crossed the room to hug me. I was still surprised and shocked, so I didn’t hug them back.
“Hi,” I finally said. I was still staring at the broken rack.
“Um, does she do that a lot?” I asked still staring. My child just smiled at me.
“Did you know she had teeth?” I asked. Katie and Sama stared at each other.
“She’s got some sharp teeth and she loves chew on things. She eats regular food too. She just bites on things when she gets bored,” said Katie pointing to a huge hole in the wall. Sama stared at me.
“And when she’s annoyed and wants some way to hurt that somebody,” said Sama glaring at my daughter.
“Oh my god,” I whispered.
“What are you going to name her?” asked Sama trying to change the subject. It worked.
“I was thinking Marigold,” I said. Drew came and took Marigold.
“I love it. Do you Marigold?” said Drew in a baby voice. Of course it was a rhetorical question because Marigold can’t talk.
“Yes, I do,” someone said in a high voice. I thought it came from the child
“Did she say something?” I asked. We all looked at Marigold but she didn’t say anything. She was just chewing on her hand. Then she smiled at us. Sama held up two dresses.
“So Samanthia, do you like green or pink?” asked Sama. I picked up a different dress.
“I say yellow,” I said. Katie snapped her fingers and then Marigold was dressed in yellow. I looked at her gold curls and smiled at Drew.
“She has your hair and she has gemlike eyes too,” I whispered.
“Her skin color is yours and her beauty came from you as well,” he whispered back. We both beamed at Marigold. My father bounded into the room.
“Is she awake? Did she name the baby? Where is everybody?” asked my dad frantically. We all walked out of the closet.
“I’m awake, dad, and the baby’s name is Marigold,” I told him.
“Oh,” was all he said. That’s when my grandfather came into the room. I hate to call him the Dark Lord because he didn’t seem like he should be the Dark Lord. I didn’t want the White Lord to be the Dark Lord either. I’m so confusing. If only someone else could take the Dark Lord’s job… My grandfather frowned at Marigold and Marigold kind of glared at him. I put her weight on my other arm.
“I heard that you named the thing Marigold,” said Grandfather in a serious voice. I was very upset that he would call my daughter a thing.
“Yes,” I snapped.
“Hmmm,” Grandfather said thoughtfully. He frowned again. Marigold hid in my hair, snuggling closer to me as if there were danger close by. I glared at my grandfather. He was still frowning at Marigold as if he didn’t even see me. Ugh. I softly tapped Marigold’s perfect nose and then put her in a playpen that was a gift from Greta. I gave her a spoon and she threw it at my grandfather. Drew picked her up and scolded her. Luckily, the spoon didn’t hit Grandfather; it hit All Talk that was right behind him.
“Sorry,” I mumbled to All Talk. It was straight through his head. His sister pulled it out and glared at me.
“Oooooo, that’s going to leave a mark,” he said while touching the hole. I leaned over to Katie’s ear.
“Shouldn’t he be dead?” I whispered. Katie smiled.
“Well, the Dark Lord’s assistants are either mutants or are already dead, well, not totally dead but kind of, and so, no, he shouldn’t be,” Katie said, confusing me. I just nodded like I understood. I looked at All Talk and stared at the hole. The hole was closing up rapidly, like it wasn’t ever there. A second later, he touched his head where the hole used to be and smiled. All Eyes was staring at Marigold and her eyes showed fear. I didn’t understand. Why would she be afraid of a little girl? I asked myself. I frowned. I looked down at Marigold and a smug smile was on her creamy face. Then she saw me staring at her and her rosy cheeks got a tad bit rosier. I was probably imagining it. I also couldn’t help noticing that whenever my grandfather walked into the room, there was a mischievous sparkle in her eye. Marigold narrowed her eyes and her gemlike eyes turned harder than rock. I knew that she knew I was examining her. I quickly looked away. How can I be afraid of my own daughter? I asked myself. I knew Sama would know what was going on. I walked up to Sama and grabbed her arm; dragging her away to her closet. I quickly closed the door and locked it. I crossed my arms. Sama looked guilty but she was trying to play it cool.
“Something’s wrong here,” I said sternly, practically demanding an explanation from Sama. She looked really guilty for a second but then her face was blank, showing no emotion.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” said Sama.
“Oh, yes you do,” I said.
“No I don’t,”
“Do!”
“Don’t!”
“DO!!”
“FINE!! I do,” said Sama. I felt a smug smile spreading onto my face.
“Then tell me,” I said. She took a deep breath and slowly let it out.
“The egg…was a dragon’s egg,” said Sama.


Chapter 11
My baby Marigold…is a Dragon??

“WHAT???” I cried out. Sama looked really guilty.
“How?” I asked. Sama opened her mouth but nothing came out but a gust of air.
“Well, you see, I didn’t know. I really didn’t,” she said a minute later.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“What I mean is, that, it didn’t come to me. Usually it comes to me like in Déjà vu, but it didn’t this time. It came to me in a dream a day after the baby was born. I could’ve warned you if it came sooner,” said Sama.
“What was this dream like?” I asked sternly but quietly.
“You see it went backwards to when you went to touch the egg. That’s when it all started. The egg had me think that it was going to be the most beautiful baby in the world. Of course Katie was more close to the truth. The egg wasn’t exactly doomed. So anyway, the dream told me that a dragon’s egg can only be fertilized with the warm touch of a witch’s hand. Only the witch not the warlock. The baby dragon transforms into a human baby as a disguise when it is inside the egg. Of course it can turn into a dragon whenever it wants,” said Sama.
“Wait a minute. Both you and Katie said that when true loves kiss then an egg appears,” I said suspiciously. Sama nodded.
“Yes, that does happen but none of the eggs are gold,” said Sama.
“Oh,” I said.
“As I was saying, it can turn into a dragon whenever it wants. Usually it does this to use its dragon senses. To track, hear, or to see from really far away. A dragon can also hypnotize. 100 thousand years ago, people, witches, everyone used dragons for power. They used them for dictating. Even