Chapter 8: Her Forgiveness

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"You see the world in colors

I view it black and white

Paint me a picture

Out of the lines that

I live in all of the time."




Taylor's POV

"I heard that if I see you in my dream it'll be game over. That's what my friend told me." I referred to Gigi, smiling at Doom who brought me to the one place I find comfort in. Lake Erie.

"I can tell this is a dream."

"You must love this place." He looked around recognizing its familiarity.

"You took me here."

"Your subconscious picked this place."

"Really? I guess I'm having a really hard time...Alright let's go to the second round."

"Second round?"

"Mhm." I nodded.

"To where?"

"On top of my head...to a school."

It's time to put my research into good use.



*



Watching everyone attend PE class while I sat there in the bleachers made me feel jealous in some melancholic manner. I wish I wasn't sick. Everyone looked happy as they all took their turns at volleyball.

I wanted to play too. Not just use a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat around my forehead every two minutes.

How should I put it? At school there are mystery students who would get sick often. You know, the ones with fair skin. That's my role.

While the tall one spiked, he accidentally exerted too much force which caused the ball to go directly to my head.

'Watch out!'

'Oh no!'

'Incoming!'

The students attempted to warn me, but I was caught off guard. Having poor time reaction, I just closed my eyes, accepting what would happen.

But it didn't hit me.

"Are you okay?"

I opened my eyes slowly, showing that Doom blocked the ball that was gonna blow my head off. His innocent smile accompanied by his shining green orbs gazed upon me with sweetness.

"Next." This ain't it. How can someone's heart flutter from this?

But yeah, who am I to talk when my ex exists.



*



"What is it this time?" Doom grumbled.

"The next story. That high school student graduated and got into the college he goes to. By the way, they met at a church. Her crush plays the piano for the choir at their church."

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