Angel without a halo

"Your Highness"

Today is our chillin day, we only have one more heirloom to find so Jack and I decided to take our day off. Jack came in through the door with the box full of heirlooms and the crown in the other hand. "I'm gonna-" I cut him off turning the volume of the tv higher. "shh shh! Tyra's about to announce America's next top model!" He rolled his eyes strolling across the tv. "move!" I shouted. "Whatever, I'm putting the box of heirlooms here. I'm gonna take a shower. Put the crown in the box." I waved my hand off shoving a bunch of chips in my mouth. He closed the bathroom door and the commercials went on. "ugh, every time its gonna get good they cut it off to advertise Payless's 'new and cool shoes' whatever." I stood up to put the crown back in the box, its so pretty. I placed it over my head. I mean with my messy bun it didn't look as elegant as it would if I looked nicer. "Your royal highness, queen Carlie Maine the 1st." I said in a fancy British accent as I looked at myself in the mirror. "Oh, why, thank you, thank you, its an honor." I waved like a queen and saluted the imaginary royal majesties next to me. "America's next top model is.." I heard Tyra's voice coming from the tv. "ooh!" I put the crown in the box and plopped myself on the couch.-

Jack yawned messing up his hair with his hand. "Yo I'm so tired, goodnight white girl." I kissed his cheek. "Goodnight Brooklyn boy."

~4:07 am~
Jack was singing to me with that angelic voice he has. He had his guitar in his hand while in the other he held mine. Being with him gives me the butterflies, I laughed at his childish ways, watching him run across the beach. Then everything went mute I could still see Jack smiling at me but I could only hear the voices of several woman whispering my name. "Carlie, Carlie," Their voices were not in sync. The image of Jack slowly started fading and getting darker. "Carlie," It was cold and dark here. "Carlie, you are a queen, you are beautiful, everyone loves you.." Slowly, a light started appearing. It was coming from a huge beautiful chandelier hovering over my head. I was in a gorgeous ballroom. People dressed fancy, woman in gorgeous dresses, men in fancy suites all looking at me and cheering, clapping. "Your royal highness, queen Carlie Maine the 1st." I heard a man say. I waved. I was wearing a beautiful ball gown dress. The ballroom's bright light started dimming again. The temperature lowered once more. "But what queen has no crown?" The voices said. The light started coming back, barely. I was in the hotel room. Jack was sleeping beside me. "Take the crown, A queen needs her symbol of highness." I sat up on the bed and followed the voices directions. "Take the crown, its yours, take it.." I got up and slowly made my way towards the box of heirlooms. I opened it and saw the gorgeous crown. "Yes, it will give you power and wisdom." I grabbed it and placed it over my head. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my drabby look turned into the queen's wardrobe. My hair was in a high bun that went perfectly with the yellow ball gown dress. "Yes, you are beautiful, but not beautiful enough. You still mean nothing to Jack." My beautiful royal look went back to its drabby ways, except now I looked more deteriorated. I was pale, messy hair, bones showing through skin and purple rings around my eyes. I saw Jack standing behind me with a disgusted look on his face through the reflection of the mirror. I heard them giggle. "No, thats not true!" I yelled into the void. "Oh but it is.. You're not worth living to anyone. You're weak. Your father does not miss you and your mother did not die of cancer, she killed herself to get away from you.." I saw my father and mother beside Jack they all looked, ashamed of me. The tears fell. "You know its true, why don't you for once not disappoint those around you and do it.." I looked at Jack's gun which he left on top of the nightstand. "Do it. Jack is only here to get his wings, he doesn't care about you.. No one does, take the gun." My hands shook but I gripped the heavy metal. "Do it! Do it!" They laughed. I looked at myself in the mirror. I lifted the gun to my temple and closed my eyes. "Yes! DO IT!" *BOOM* Jack tackled me to the ground knocking the crown off my head and snatching the gun out of my hand. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" I breathed heavily. "I- I thought I was dreaming? They- they were telling me to do it!" Jack brought me into his chest. His heart rate was at a million. He breathed heavily. "I can't believe I was about to lose you.. You didn't lock the box didn't you.. " I slightly shook my head. He sighed caressing my hair. "Carlie, Carlie, what will I do with you girly." I stayed in his arms on the carpet floor the whole night. I can't believe I was seconds from actually, taking my life..