Remember Me? (Melix Fanfiction)

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Last night
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"Marzia?!" her nurse quickly walked up to her as she saw her in the hallways to the dorms. She looked Marzia up and down, studying her dirty clothing. "What on earth happened... Are you alright?" Marzia sighed.
"Yes... I just need to be more careful," she muttered quietly.
"Might I ask how things went with Felix?" the nurse inquired carefully.
"I..." Marzia sighed. "I just wish that..." Marzia sighed once more. "If you were there, you'd think I barged out for some insane remote reason, but I didn't. I left because I wish I had known. I'm not sure if what I saw was merely some weird Internet setup, but I just wish I knew about a previous relationship. It made me feel left in the dark.
"But I should have considered his feelings."
Marzia began to cry.
"I feel so horrible..." she sobbed. "I left him not considering his thoughts. I'm... I'm...!!"
"Ms. Bisognin."
Marzia looked up.
"Just go lay down. Get some sleep-- just try to keep your mind off of it," the nurse said, opening the dorm door. "Maybe you should write about it in the morning?"
Marzia nodded sadly, thanked the nurse, and retreated to the lonely hospital bed.
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There is a place that is inside of everyone's mind. It's within the darkest corners, hidden in the shadows away from prying eyes, in even the sanest man's mind.
If you're lucky, you might have a little less madness than most others to never have to reach that place.
To me, that place is like a second world. Ever since Felix came here, my mind has been at peace, content, serene one might even say. But, sadly, nothing lasts forever, and they soon returned. However, this time it was different. It was like the past. However, even though Felix wasn't dying in my arms, it was much more terrifying than that.
Since it was a dream, the details may be a bit hard to work out, and things were a bit strange. I'll try my best... This wasn't exactly a nightmare-- more like a memory.
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I remember waking up. Felix and I were sleeping in the same bed. But this was acted out as if it was just normal. The two of us got ready for the day, and we were happily talking about other people with some odd names- some relatively normal and others not making much sense. There were people about with all sorts of different looks. There was a man crying, a girl with bunny ears and someone else eating toast... Cinnamon, if I'm correct. There were others too, but dream recollections are difficult to remember, let alone connect with after they're over and done with.
These people were supposed to come over, and we were to have some massive party of sorts, to celebrate something. In not sure what, but it was something big- really big. All of these people were really excited, though. I'm not sure what the celebration was for, though.
After all the people had arrived, there was much talk- both the men and women in the room. We split by gender and talked with our friends. The women stayed at the table and the men wandered up to the bedroom. The talk was exciting, chatter, and was difficult to keep up with.
"I'm so happy..."
"So proud..."
"Exciting..."
These were a few of the comments that circled the house, both groups included. After a few minutes of laughter, the groups congregated back together in the living room, excited pugs dancing all around our feet. A man with a large beard began to speak.
"So, do you guys know when the-" there was music playing in the background, much like you would hear at a wedding. It drowned out some of what the man had said.
"...be?"
I remember Felix responding. "We're not sure, but Marzia and I have... thinking...the beach..."
So many words swirled about, forming a tornado and ripping the sequence apart. When a new sequence had reassembled, the space was flooded with white. I looked down, and I was wearing a dress of hundreds of white roses. I looked back up, and saw another figure dressed in white as well. My vision became blurry and distorted the image. I could only just make out their figure- a male, in a white suit. The man's face was blurry.
However, this blurry vision didn't stop me from noticing a pair of glistening, gorgeous ocean-blue eyes.
I was then disembodied from the situation and saw myself and this man from a different angle. The two bodies were extremely close to each other, each holding on to the same white road that was turning red, as if it was being painted by an invisible person. The sequence ripped apart, and one last sequence began.
I walked down the streets of a beautiful city that I know as Brighton. No... I was being pulled, led by my wrist to an unknown destination. Every now and then the head of this person would turn around. I saw this person from the last sequence- but it's still difficult to make out their face.
I knew it was the same person because those same bright blue eyes shone through the blurriness.
Anyway, after the person stopped, we stood in front of an aquarium entrance. The two of us walked in, fish swimming not only in the tanks but in mid air as well- remember, this is a dream... Or a memory, in the form of a dream.
Going on, the two of us went to the second floor of the aquarium. I again become disembodied, looking at the two figures from below. The woman speaks to the man, and turns around... Far, far too quickly. She was too close to the staircase when she turned around like that, and not next to the railing due to the people crowding the staircase. As she fell, the man reaches out to her helplessly, other people simply dodging her as the flies down the steps. Her head hits against the hard, concrete floors, they flow up like waves, shattering, and then settle like the ocean. The man screams in agony and rushes down the stairs to her side, sobbing. He clutches her hand in his, and in his other her broken, unconscious body is wrapped in a hug. Rings are on the man's hand and the one he is holding, and they flick light about the room as help is called. She is taken by an ambulance, and after that, the sequence rips apart and out of existence. The dream is then over.
I don't quite understand what this all means. Maybe I should ask the nurse if she knows anything. I'm just glad I didn't go to that place last night. I didn't need that on top of everything I feel, about what happened when I left. I need to figure this out...
Just not now.

A/N
Well look who hasn't posted in a while. *points at friends* What, it wasn't me!! xD *ahem* I'm sorry.
Anyway, this took me for EVER to come up with a good concept, and since it was a dream I had to try and capture the true distortion and loss of remembrance dreams in words. I also tried hinting at different youtubers that were there at this event, but if you're a youtube maniac such as myself you know exactly who I was talking about without a second thought. Anyway, it was difficult-- that's why it took so long. I hope it was worth it!!
Thankyou for reading this far!