A/N: Hey guys; Chapter Two time! Modern Day. Italics are lyrics! Enjoy.
Mirella POV
I walk to the car in silence, get in, and start the engine. I drive quietly, absorbing the spring night, before I cave and turn on the radio.
"Heart beats fast.
Colors and promises.
How to be brave,
How can I love, when I'm afra-"
I quickly flip the radio off. It was that song that broke me. I was afraid. I couldn't love. And I'll never do it again. As I drive silently, I find my mind wandering to you. I have never, and will never, make a bigger mistake.
I push the thoughts out of my head just as I pull into my driveway. As I unlock the door, I find old habits repeating themselves. "Hello?" I said loudly, "Anybody-" I stop. "I am going crazy?" I say softly, "I'm alone. I'm always alone." But as I say it, I find a feeling of being watching creep into my head. I shake my head quickly. "Not possible." I say, trying to convince myself. "You. Are. Alone."
I prepare a simple dinner and sit in front of the T.V. As suddenly as those thoughts of watching figures came into my head, I found myself fast asleep.
*The Next Night*
I wake up groggily. My head is heavy, my vision blurred. I almost think I see you staring at...me.
I shake my head again, like I did just moments ago. I think it was moments. I can't think straight. But even after the shakes, you still stand in the corner silently.
"You're losing it Mi-" I whisper, but the figure cuts me off.
"Are you?" he grins *perniciously, "Nice to see you again Mirella."
A/N: Hey guys? Did you enjoy? Cliff hanger right? Moohaha. Whatcha gonna do about it?
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Love Y'all,
Maggie
*: perniciously: archiac, wicked
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