Chapter 41-Sleep deprivation is a bigger problem than Snigby

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(Update at last! I'm alive oh my gosh!! Where have you been Alex? I've been stuck in school which is slowly taking apart the inside of my brain. Enough about my problems, story time with Mary is a lot more fun!)

|Mary|

I was getting sick and tired of this. I paced around my room, my hands furiously raking my hair in annoyance and frustration. The only thing I kept thinking to myself that the dream was real, and it was actually gonna happen.

I'm gonna hurt him, I'm gonna hurt him, I'm gonna hurt him...

Yes, and that's when you become the real you. The true monster within, just waiting to be realised as soon as you kill him and finish the job...

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" I screamed, kneeling to the floor in defeat. The evil within laughed at my anguish and shame. There was always gonna be that annoying voice at the back of my head that would constantly make me feel ten times worse than I already was. It was never ending for me, as I'm pretty sure every person has that voice in the back of their head

"Whoa, chill out girl. Scream like that again and you'll break my mirror," I looked up to see the handsome mistake of the man in the mirror. The asshole I promised my heart to even though I hate the hell out of him. Reminds me of Snow's situation actually. I guess we all have our demons.

"Will you shut up? You can't help me, no one can. I'm gonna hurt him and I can't do a thing about it...Jesus I'm losing my fucking mind. Sleep deprivation is a bigger problem than Snigby," I sat on the edge of my bed, massaging my temples whilst continuing to glare at the man who lived in my mirror.

"Who said anything about helping? Remember I'm stuck in here so good luck," I clenched and unclenched my fists, trying to stay calm. "And when are you gonna get over Bigby? He is the Big Bad Wolf after all. Not like that has to do with anything. Apart from him loving the wrong person and being one of the biggest and baddest Fables of all time...I guess I'm just jealous you've been obsessing over the wrong person all this time." I glared at him as he sulked in the mirror, scratching the back of his head and trying to get my attention as I stared at my fingers, cracking them to relieve stress.

I screamed into my pillow and attempted to smother myself, but failed miserably when I realised I didn't have the guts to do it. The bad side of me wouldn't let me kill myself in a heartbeat. The only good thing about the bad side was that she wouldn't let me die no matter what the circumstances. Shame that wasn't the best advantage in this situation considering I couldn't sleep or do anything to fix it.

"Are you sure it's not your bad side that stopping you from sleeping?" He questioned, making me sit up quickly. He had a good point, but why would she do that? We share the same mind after all, and a killer can't kill without sleep. Nope, I'm pretty sure it's not her or she would have killed me by now. But she doesn't want me to die, remember?

"You don't think I haven't thought about her? Nice suggestion genius, but my bad side wouldn't let me kill without sleep. She doesn't wanna die that way or else I would know about it," he rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders.

"Cool it, I was only trying to help. Want my advice?" I replied with a small nod, "If you wanna sleep, look back and try to find out if you've been messing with sketchy magic or something. You're always the kind of person who'd do something like that. Any curses, spells or jinxes been put on you recently Mary?" Now that I think about it, I did do something with Snow a few weeks ago. But that couldn't possibly be it...

"Wait a minute! I think I remember I did do something with Snow forever ago, before I made her hate me, that is. I wonder..."

"What did you do this time? What have I told you about messing around with magic? It only gets you into more trouble than you're already in!" I flipped him off and tried to remember the day. I was such a moron! It all came rushing back and then it hit me.

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