Chapter 9

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"No!" I woke up with a scream. My heart was banging in my chest threatening to bulge out of my body as it continued to throb. "How could I do such a thing to Mathew?" I question my own mentality for the betrayal that I caused to my beloved. Seth's beautiful sea, blue eyes stare at me, his face creased with worry.

"Lisa, are you ok?" At that precise moment I visualise the one thing I was dreading that I couldn't believe existed within my mind... The thought of HIM...
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Lisa's dream

"Let go! I want to go to Mathew! Please!" I pleaded with all the energy I could muster within my now weak body crumbling into an emotional wreck as I could now see Mathew down on his knees, eyes now the sharp colour of blood. So quickly it seemed to happen; Seth's strong masculine figure scooped me up, his eyes locked on mine, he bravely fought the bandits that held me against my will.

Soon enough, Mathew began to differ within my minds eye, he was not the same person that I had grown to love with all my heart but a monster, a devouring monster, his beautiful chiseled face that I once held was grotesque in shape, just deep, dark veins covered his face only revealing slit like eyes, with eyes rimmed red.

Seth held me in his arms and whiskered me away from the horror that I was forced to witness. Before I knew it, Seth kissed me passionately on the lips. "Seth..." But just moments later, I replied to his enthusiasm. I felt like all my worries had demolished from sight. Only Seth mattered... No matter what...
(End of dream)
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"Get away from me!" Why you here!" Are you here to take Mathew away from me!?" I could hear the hysteria in my voice as it grew higher and higher now barely above a whisper. All of a sudden, the atmosphere went dead silent. The only sound was the ringing in my ear to the abrupt hold in time: first welcomed by constant bickering but now the world stood still. It was a pin drop silence.

I slowly raise my head up from my huddled position, even though everything seemed blurry from the now streaked eyes that continued to overflow, I could clearly see the scene that was taken place. A scene in which, I once thought was never going to occur within my life time. Claire, with no emotion visible on her face and holding a composed state holds a gun towards... Her brother Seth.

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