A Curse Of Two Friends

𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

3rd Person POV

Alexa was sitting on a bench at the docks, looking into the water. Breathing in and out, just admiring the pretty view. She smiles to herself and then gets a phone call from Ruby.

"Hey Ruby, what's up?" Alexa asks.

"How long are you going to stay out for? It's almost 9pm." Ruby asks. Alexa looks down at her watch as her eyes widen slightly.

"Oh, shit. It is. I'll be home in like five minutes." Alexa replies.

"Alright. Bye." Ruby says.

"See ya." Alexa speaks before hanging up the phone and walking away from the docks. Alexa arrives at her house and goes into her room. She flops onto the bed, takes out her phone and kind of frowns when she hasn't got a message or missed call from Ammie. She shrugs it off, thinking that she must be busy and grabs a baggy top and shorts. She gets changed and brushes her teeth, then sits down in her bed. She removes her glasses and puts them on her window-sill but pauses when she sees a silver bracelet on the window-sill.

She puts down her glasses and picks up the bracelet, examining it for a second before everything arounds her flashes with memories, but not Alexa's. 

'Mama!' 'You... are mine.' 'You're skilled with a sword little lass.' 'I'm Caraline, you?' 'Bethany.' 'Oh, look. isn't it the two mistakes.' '(Sighs) Susan.' 'Go fuck a scarecrow, bitch.' 'Here. Now... we have the same bracelets.' 'Thank you, Princess.' 'No problem, Pirate.'

Alexa blinks and begins breathing heavily. As she tries to control her breathing; she grabs her phone and clicks the name that read 'Ammie'. Alexa holds the phone to her ear and waits as its ringing. "Hello." Ammie's voice says over the phone.

"Ammie, you know they dream... memory things we've been getting. Well, I just got a shit load of them all at once. I-I don't know, but this is either Henry's curse thing is real or we need some fucking help." Alexa says.

"You got like... a bunch of different memories at once? What, did you grab a magical object or something?" Ammie says, the last part in sarcasm. 

Alexa looks down at the bracelet in her hand. "Just a silver bracelet that randomly appeared in my room. Have I lost it or is mini mills right?"

"I... have know clue. I'm still trying to wrap my head around something I discovered earlier." Ammie says.

"What? What did you discover earlier? And why didn't you tell me? Incase you forgot, I am your bitch for life, you're meant to tell me shit." Alexa says.

"Sorry. I was going to tell you in the morning." Ammie says.

"It's fine I forgive you, but you owe me a coffee. So, what did you find?" Alexa asks.

"Oh, nothing important. Except the fact that I apparently, don't fucking exist." Ammie says.

Alexa takes a pause of shock and blinks a thew times. "Bitch said you don't fucking what now?"

"Yep. The name Ammie Mills isn't a file for everyone in Story Brooke. So, the three explanations for that is, 1) I'm under my father's sir-name. 2) My mother has it and she is trying to hide something from me or, 3) I'm a figment of everyones imagination." Ammie says.

"Well at this moment, the third one doesn't seem impossible." Alexa says. "Why were you wanting your file anyways?"

"Wanted to check something. I'll explain tomorrow." Ammie says.

"Better off. I'm drained. Night." Alexa says.

"Night." Ammie says before hanging up the phone. Alexa puts her phone on charge and lies down in her bed. She tries but struggles to sleep the whole night. Still not being able to sleep, she looks at her alarm clock to read 06:40 am. She gets up and gets dressed, deciding to go on a run.