Niomi's POV:
When I open my eyes, I'm standing in my apartment. Hazel is no where in sight, probably back at her place. I take a deep breath, then I break down. I fall onto the couch, sobbing and crying as hard as I can.
I bury my face in a pillow and just cry. I can't stop, but I will soon. After a good twenty minutes of crying, my eyes are finally empty. I sit up, wiping the last of the tears off my face. I walk to the bathroom, running the cold water and splash my face repeatedly.
When my face is less red and puffy, I go to my room, lying in my bed and thinking. How could I do that? Just let them go? Make them forget me and Hazel? But it's for the better. They can't get because of me. I couldn't live with myself.
I pull back my fluffy duvet, climb into bed, and fall asleep quickly.
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When I eventually wake up in the morning, I'm greeted with the smell of waffles and coffee. And I'm out of bed in two seconds flat.
After rushing into the kitchen in a onesie that was thrown on, I'm greeted by a smiling Hazel.
"Morning, sleepy head. How did you sleep?" She says the first part jokingly, but the second part is more concerned.
That's when I become suspicious.
"What? Why are you here and why are you being so nice?" I ask, sneakily sliding a waffle onto my plate.
"Well, I kind of figured out why we left. Sabria called me...." She leads off, refilling her coffee mug. This makes me grimace.
"She did? Great, just what I need. More people feeling sorry for me." I say, sulking into my waffle.
"Hey, I don't feel sorry for you. I just want to know how you're handling this. I mean, I'm handling it fine, so I don't know why you're not." She states, opening the waffle iron and pulling another waffle off.
"Well, you're not the one who did the horrible things..." I say under my breath, shoving a big bite of waffle in my mouth.
"What was that? What horrible things?" She asks, coming over to me. Great. I didn't want her to hear that.
"Fine. I'll come clean. I may or may not have put a spell on everyone back in.... whatever their world is called." I say quickly, taking another bite of waffle.
"What?! You did what?!" Hazel screech's. I smile sheepishly at her.
"Yeah... I may have made them forget us. Them and everyone else in.... that world...." I say, swallowing.
Hazel stands from her seat, walks over to the empty wall in my kitchen, and starts banging her head into it repeatedly.
"Hey... Stop, ok? I don't want dents in my wall! Also, what is their world called?" I ask, standing and taking her shoulder, pulling her away from my nice wall.
"Destrian! Their world is called Destrian! And I just can't believe you would do that to them!" She yells, almost falling over.
I steady her, about to say something, but she cuts me off.
"I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear anything but why you would do this!" She says, bringing her head up to look at me. There are tears threatening to spill over her eyelids.
"I... I had too. It was a matter of life or death. There where people coming for me. If we didn't leave, and wipe their memories, they would have been killed. I'm sorry, but I had to. And yes, I do understand your hurt. You love Henson, like I love Kaden. It's hard, but that's why I didn't want to tell you. I didn't want you to hurt anymore." I say, tears leaking out of my eyes.
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FanfictionNiomi Jacobs: 24, Blonde hair, blue eyes. Better known as the one who never, but always "Stays". Best friend: Hazel Grassing: 23, Chocolate brown hair, blue eyes. Better known as "the shy one". Together, they make a perfect duo. They're adventure is...