Chapter Three
"Get up and get out!" I awoke to pillows being thrashed upon my head and a high-pitched scream in my ears. I peeped open my left eye. Jasmine was in my room. Abu was in the corner looking terrified.
"Jasm…"
She smacked a pillow in my face. It seemed a lot harder than a regular pillow. I felt my face start to swell. I heard sounds, something falling to the floor. Looking down I saw rocks.
"Ouch…"
"Get out get out get out!"
"I will I will I will," I moaned.
"Now, you, you, you…meanie," she managed.
"Let me get up first!" Yeah, I don't do well in the morning, especially when awakened by pillows with rocks in them. I sat up. My face hurt like high heaven and to the moon.
What could I do? Nothing, so naturally I just sat there rubbing my jaw and cheek, waiting for her to leave so I could get dressed.
"Get out."
"After you," I responded. That must have ticked her off to the moon and back because she swung another rock infested pillow at me, hitting me square in the ear.
"Ouch!" I felt my right ear. Blood was slowly oozing its way down. I glared at her as she walked out, her hips swinging along. I hated those hips.
"Finally," I heard Abu mumble. He hopped over to me using both his hands and feet. He grabbed his little hat that was placed on the table next to the bed. Abu took one long look at me then retreated to the royal bathroom in my room. He came out seconds later with a wet washcloth. The water was downpouring from the washcloth. By the time it reached me it looked like a flood had happened.
"Thanks," I murmured. I knew he meant good, but I really wanted more than just the thought, unless of course it was one of those rocky pillows. Just the thought of that made me cringe.
I managed my way back to the bathroom and rang out the cloth until it was only damp and placed it over my face. Then I washed off the blood. It took a little while for my ear to stop bleeding but it did.
I turned around to face Abu, his fury body only a few inches away from me, his eyes following my every movement.
"Abu,"
"Yes."
"Why in the blazing glory didn't you stop her?" I almost shouted. My monkey friend looked sheepish. I bet he had let her in in the first place. Of course he had. He was a monkey, not something useful like a cat or dog. No, he was a monkey. I glared at him.
"Hehe," he said quietly, stepping back just ever so slightly.
"Come on, we got to get out."
I grabbed a suitcase and started packing. I had just jammed my four pairs of pants, one of which were my only pair of fancy pants, too many shirts, boxers, I hate briefs, and of course my hole-free socks into my suitcase when a knock came from my door. Abu and I froze.
The knock resounded. I caught my breath just enough to gasped, "Who's there?"
"It's me, my boy," the Sultan said. Abu and I let out a deep breath and I moved to the door.
As soon as the door was open enough, he came waddling through. He took one look and me and gasped, putting a hand up to his mouth like that would stop me from hearing him.
"What happened?"
"Sleep fighting," I replied swiftly. He stared at me with the I'm-not-buying-that look. I hate that look.
"Jasmine," he stated. Wise man I thought, but I didn't dare say that out loud. I mean, come on, he's the Sultan. Dumping his daughter isn't wise; making wise cracks right after dumping his daughter isn't going to help me at all. So no wise cracks. None. Damn.
"I heard about you making the decision to leave my daughter," he started. I just continued packing my belongings, hoping he wouldn't expect me to give back everything since they all were bought by him or Jasmine, or whoever had the money in this castle.
"I have come to say that I do not hate you."
I just stared at him.
"I do not hate you," he repeated.
"You don't?" doubt thick in my voice.
"No, you are my son, even if it is not going to be legalized. There is no better son I would have liked to have. No better, mark my words."
I must have blushed because the Sultan laughed, joking about something as red as a tomato or something; I don't know.
"But Genie will be here any minute. You may want to get out there before Jasmine does." He smiled at me apologetically.
"Thanks, and I will," I said. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Abu sigh. He looked so funny it was hard not to laugh.
The Sultan watched me for a second longer, than he left, closing my door behind him. It was nice to know someone could close doors in this castle, even if it was only half the time.
Abu and I finished packing in record time and hurried through the castle's hallways and to the main balcony to wait for Genie. He always came that way, very very (and I mean very) rarely did he enter through any other way but by this particular balcony.
"Aladdin!"
My blood stopped running through my veins. My whole body went cold. How did she find me here? Okay, dumb question, but really. I was almost gone. Life can be so cruel and unfair it makes me want to cry.
I went to turn around.
BANG!
Black, everything was black. Pain, I felt pain everywhere. A slight buzzing sound came from my ears, than nothing, as if someone had flicked off a switch.
