The Heartbreak Prince Sebastian Sallow

Chapter 17: Confusion

My ears perked at the voice. Sebastians eyes watched mine, his brown orbs piercing through my heart. His hateful glare turning to a hopeful one realizing he knew the voice just as much as I did.

I looked down the shore and saw Anne.

She was alive, her brown hair flowing down her face, her complexion completely renewed, no more bruises, no more dark eyes, no more dark webs. She looked a kid on Christmas morning.

He turned to look at her, dropping his wand to the ocean.

"Anne....? Is it really.... you?" Sebastain asked.

"Ofcourse it's me, who else you idiot." She smirked.

Sebastain wiped his eyes before sprinting to his sister, kicking up sand in his wake. He clutched onto her, shaking as he cried and sobbed into her shoulder. My heart broke listening to him cry, he was so distraught he couldn't even form words.

Anne looked at me, holding on her brother as she patted his back in a comforting way. She smiled, her eyes glistening like the sun, looking down the beach front.

I turned to my right and saw Ominis moving in our direction. Small scrapes on his face from the sand, half of his body covered, lathering his clothes. Realization coming to his face when he heard Sebastians tears.

"Anne? .... Anne!!?? ANNE!!?" he screamed before sprinting in their direction. Ominis plopped down on the sand, hugging Anne close to him leaning over Sebastain, holding onto Anne's other shoulder. Anne finally letting the tears free flow down her sun-soaked cheeks.

Ominis and Sebastians voice continued to break as they both sobbed and grabbed onto each other tighter as their emotions ran loose. The realization that things were going to be okay shook them. My heart hitched watching them reunite. There hopes had been captured and now were finally set free. Free to continue on as a family. Tears shed down my face, realization hitting my soul that I had given them what they needed even if Sebastian would never forgive me.

Exhaustion taking over me as I plopped down on the sand, my back hitting the earth with a thud. Listening to the sound of a family reunite, the waves crashing on the shore occasionally feeling the water reach my fingertips. I closed my eyes listening to the sweet harmony, feeling myself slowly drift off. I could finally rest.

*

Three days later

I rubbed my hands over the soft material. My fingers feeling the soft linen, stretching my fingers over the warm comfort with the sound of running water off in the distance. My back ached as I tried moving my neck to readjust myself. My eyes felt glued together as I tried opening them. My vision going completely white till it finally came back into focus with a rush of blood going to my head as I tried sitting up slowly.

I was in a small single bed, with a plain white sheet that hung closely to my body. My clothes had been changed into a grey and white striped sleeping gown, green and white metal covers that excluded my tiny space in the hallway. The sound of heels clicking against the tile floors echoed through the room, occasionally hearing the rustling of other beds creak on the other side.

Where was I? Where was Sebastian and Ominis? Oh my god where was Anne?!

My breathing came erratic as I couldn't remember where the hell I was or how I had gotten here. Where was the ocean, where was the curse, where was Sebastain's hateful glare?!

I threw the covers off the bed letting them hit the floor. I looked down at my exposed legs and realized they were covered in the dark veins. What in the hell is going on?! Did I still have the curse? I looked over my hands and saw they had dissipated slowly back into my skin, leaving a faint mark.

Standing up with haste, I felt myself lose balance as the feeling of becoming faint washed over me. I grabbed onto the table next to the bed, tipping over the lamp that sat on top causing a crashing noise that echoed through the room, glass shattering into pieces.

Footsteps ran down the hallways getting closer, I grabbed my wand off the floor ready to take on whatever that was coming for me, cutting my fingers in the process from the glass. 

My actions immediately relaxing as Garreth's face showed around the corner.

"Alora! Your awake!" He yelled.

My face full of confusion, where the hell was I? Am I in the castle?

"Garreth?" I asked curiously "Where... Where in merlin's beard am I? What happened?!"

Garreth's eyes watched me, his eyes looking at me with curiosity. "Well......What do you remember?"

"You not being there, that's for damn sure!" I yelled.

My panic felt crippling. I gripped my chest roughly, grabbing onto the thin material like my life depended on it.

 Did I dream this whole thing? Did I not cure Anne and I'm in this hell of a nightmare?

"Hey hey it's okay relax, relax take some deep breaths. It's going to be fine. Let me go get the -"

"Garreth you better tell me what the hell is going on, where the hell am I?!"

Garreth shut his mouth like I had struck him, his eyes hurt from the sudden blast of words I shot at him. He looked down at the floor like he was trying to get his thoughts together. He turned his head down the hallway and took a few steps back letting someone through.

I shivered watching him, his eyes completely focused on mine. His hands in fist as I watched his chest rise and fall with difficulty. His face pale, the dark shadows under his eyes had returned. His hair roughed up on one side like he had been sleeping on a flat surface.

Sebastain watched me curiously as he took a few steps closer to me. Every inch of my body frozen.

"Alora." He spoke with a hushed tone.

"Please tell me... tell me that I'm not dreaming, Sebastian. Please." My eyes pleaded with him, praying with any inch of hope that this was real.

He shook his head in disbelief, chuckling softly. "No, you're not dreaming."

Relief fell off my shoulders as the words sank into my heart.

Anne was alive.