For Better or For Worse

Chapter 40---The End...?

Mia's P.O.V.

Wait. No. Huh?

Everything went to a pause. Is this for real? Am I dreaming? Am I hallucinating? What did I eat this time to see this?

Am I really seeing my parents inside our kitchen with Helena? How did she get here? How did she enter this house? Never mind that! Am I seeing right?!

"Mia..." my mom stood up from the kitchen island. She had her arms wide open as she came closer to me. I, in the other hand took a step back when she steps forward.

She's here. Dad's here. Both of them are! They're here in the kitchen up and about! I looked at them both and the last thing I heard was Helena screaming my name.

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I grunted as I woke up. The surrounding was dark. I placed a hand on my forehead and sat up. I noticed that I was in my loose tee and Carson was beside me sleeping like an angel...and topless. It was just a dream. Just a dream, Mia...

Wait. Carson sleeping topless? And how did I get here?!

"Mia!" a female voice echoed my name. The voice was frantic. It was intimidating. I looked around and there is no one there.

The voice called again and I wanted to wake Carson, but the moment I laid eyes on where he was sleeping, he wasn't there anymore. All that's left is the duvet. I saw him at the door putting a shirt on.

"Carson!" I called out. He didn't reply or even look at me. "Love?" I nervously called him again. Why wasn't he responding?!

He finally looked at me, but his eyes were as cold as ice and his lips were in a hard line. "I'm sorry, Mia..." he opened the door and got out. "...it's over." he closed the door with a bang and his glass walls and windows broke into small pieces.

The surrounding was pitch black. The only light there was like a spotlight shining on me. I was blinded temporarily by the light. The soft mattress made me realize that I was still on the bed. It felt very damp. As I lifted my arm, it was smothered in blood. I looked down and from the hip below.

"Mia!" I felt myself being shook. "Mia!" there it was again.

I snapped back to myself and I was back in the kitchen, standing. Helena, mom and dad were in front of me. Woah, what just happened?

"Mia!" Helena snapped, making me flinch. "Don't be afraid, sweetheart...it's your mom." It's real. Mom is in front of me. She's fine also dad.

They're here. They aren't dead! I knew it! Happy tears were prickling my eyes. She came closer and she gave me a hug. I missed her warm embrace. I felt the warmth when she hugged me. I hugged back and started crying.

"I'm here, Little Lottie, don't cry." she kissed my temple.

I hugged her more tightly and another person joined in. I knew it was dad. That was when I started crying harder. They kissed my head and stroked my hair like they used to whenever I cried.

"I knew it! Y-you were still alive! I just knew it!" I sobbed.

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Claire's P.O.V.

"A toast to a good start!" I raised my wine glass in the air. Mark and my tenants are all here. They all did a good job. We clinked our glasses and I turned on the music.

"What happens now?" Mark grinned.

"Well, we got rid of her parents, now we ruin her wedding." I sat on the couch and flicked the channels. This is the life! A glass of wine on one hand, the girl your man wants is miserable...I can get used to this.