Why am I here?
It's been so long, so far gone, it shouldn't matter.
But it does. It matters, it matters, it matters.
It always mattered.
This is where it all began,
and this is where it has to end.
The song plays on repeat in my head like a second voice keeping me company, a voice that reminds me that I am not in this alone. It sings:
We like it here, we love it here, we finally found a home, a home, a home, a home away from home
I liked it here... didn't I?
But look at it now. Look how terrible it is. Look what I did. Look what I did. LOOK! Do you see it now? Do you see me now?
I liked it here. I loved it here. My home.
It wasn't supposed to happen this way.
What a mess, a mess, a mess.
I can fix it, I can undo it, I can clean the mess like it never even happened. I can fix it.
I can fix it!
But some things can't be fixed. I can't be fixed. And neither can you. Neither can this.
We like it here, we love it here, we finally found a home, a home, a home, a home away from home
This was never home.
It's hell, and now it looks like it too.
Guess what?
I win.
YOU ARE READING
After Before and After
Fanfiction"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫?" Sequel to my original story "LOTF: Before and After." After two years of working towards recovery, the twenty-two former cadets and survi...
