Chapter Three

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[Nate's P.O.V]

Faggot.

That word echoed through my head as I was laying in bed. Yesterday was an awesome day, but I still can't accept what happened. One minute I'll be felt great, then I next I'm depressed. It's like I can't find that last piece of the puzzle to make me fully happy again.

I heard a knock on the door, and I allowed them in. It was Jasmine. She was wearing a really long white shirt that covered up most of her shorts.

She sat right next to me, and stared into my eyes. "Are you doing alright?"

I tilted my head, staring at the bed. "I still can't accept it Jasmine. "Every time I try, the memory comes back and I try to forget." 

Jasmine took a deep breath. "It's okay Nate, don't rush to accept. Think about how they wanted to replace you, or how they treated you when you told them."

"Thank -" I looked up to find that Jasmine disappeared. I looked all around but I couldn't find her anywhere. The door was still shut, and I didn't hear it open. Where did she go?

Soon the lights flickered, and complete darkness consumed the room. There was a moment of silence, until that awful word broke it.

I covered my ears as I heard my parents voices, echoing those terrible words out of nowhere. I was walking in complete darkness until my feet started to get wet. Before I knew it, I was completely surrounded by water. This was a dream.

I tried to move, but my feet were glued to the floor. The waves were pushing on me, as I desperately tried to let loose. Rain started to pour, and thunder clapped. The wind was becoming stronger by the minute, but my feet were still stuck. Wait... If this is a thunderstorm and I'm in the ocean, then doesn't that produce-.

I lost my train of thought as I turned my body, to find a massive wave hovering over my line of sight.

Oh no...

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I woke up, only to find myself underwater. The wave must have knocked me out. I tried to swim to the surface, but something was holding me back.

I looked down to find a countless number of hands, anxiously trying to pull me down. I kicked my legs as one of them touched me, burning my skin. Then another hand touched me, making the pain feel even worse.

"All sinners must go to hell" I heard my parents say in unison.

I kept on trying to break loose, but the pain was overwhelming. My whole body felt like it was disintegrating as they pulled me down, further into hell.

Why can't I wake up from this dream? I tried to imagine myself out of it, but it didn't work. I was still being pulled, and my skin still burned like... well hell!!!

I closed my eyes and let out a large scream. Before I knew it, I was standing outside the park we have been to earlier the other day. My skin stopped burning and I was dry.

Sebastian was standing there, with a expressionless face. Damn... Even when he looked like a murder, he was still pretty hot. His eyes were black... I could have sworn they were blue.

Whatever my mind is doing, it wasn't funny. I really don't wanna know what happens after this, so please let me wake up.

We stared at each other for what felt like decades. I blinked and he wasn't there anymore. Just like Jasmine... Maybe this part of the dream is telling me that Sebastian and I could never be. I wasn't really surprised. But I'm also not giving up hope. I just met him, so it's probably best if I take things slow.

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