The Real World

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Olivia's POV:
"Get up... Get up..." I heard the soft, familiar voice of my mother whisper as I shot bolt upright in bed, sweat dripping from my forehead,
"How you doin', Kiddo!" I felt dizzy as I looked around my bedroom, Griffin stood in front of me with a hand on my shoulder,
"Are you okay?" Mavis asked, I just nodded for, if I spoke, it'd come out as stutters.

"W-where's... Wayne? Where is he?!?!" I began I panic, still convinced Wayne wasn't what he said he was, he had just killed me.
"Wayne? Well, he hasn't died yet..." Mavis casually replied. It was frightening how calm everyone was. What did Wayne dying have anything to do with where he was? I looked up at Griffin (or more like his glasses), his hand was still on my shoulder, "It's great to see you again, Olivia... You remember me, right? Your old uncle G." I gasped, did that really happen? Did I really call him G, or was that just in the dream I had? Was this a dream? I had no idea what was real and what wasn't anymore. Hell, I didn't even know where I was!
"Griffin... Where am I? I-I know this is my room but... You know..." I whispered to Griffin, I expected him to assure me that I was home and safe and the dream was just messing with my mind, but instead he just shook his head,
"You may have to ask your mother..." I was utterly confused (and still convinced this wasn't real). Either way, I lay back and looked at my Mum,
"Mum, please, where am I? I know this is my room but..." I sighed, "Sorry, I just had a nightmare and-"

"Shhh. It's okay. It wasn't a nightmare, Liv..." The way she spoke to me brought memories from when I was younger, and I sat on her lap as she rocked me back and forth, when nothing was complicated, "You're in heaven, my love." Heaven? So I really did die, as did Mavis, Griffin and Mum.

The door clicked and slowly opened, I recognised the silky, short blonde hair and emerald green eyes of the girl that walked in; they were Jodie's. I ran up and hugged her, my legs wobbly as I stood, but that didn't stop me, I was overjoyed to see her again, even though I'd almost forgotten her due to the previous night's events.
"Oh, Liv!" She said as she cried happily, "I've missed you!" I held her tighter and tighter and shut my eyes, before letting go and turning to Mum,
"Where's Dad? I thought he... Died." I hated saying the word 'die', it brought back horrible memories and I felt awful saying it to a bunch of... Dead people.

"Your Dad hasn't woken up yet... It was awful seeing what Wayne did to him. Drac trusted him so much..." I shook my head,
"We all trusted him," Frank said softly. My surroundings were less frightening now, I was beginning to have that content manner everyone else had. I scuffed my feet on the ground as I walked out of the room to find my Dad, the hotel had a lot more rooms than I remembered! Or maybe I just never had the time to see them all...
I knew where my Dad's room was, anyways- the room at the end of the hall. I hesitated before entering, my reaction to waking up wasn't too good, and my Dad would be as bad (if not worse) than me.
"W-Wayne..." He mumbled, "I... Hate... You..." I shook him gently,
"Daddy? Dad?" He gasped and quickly opened his eyes, shaking, "Dad! It's okay... You're-" I stopped myself from saying the whole heaven thing, he was a wreck!
"Olivia." I nodded, "But y-you're dead!" I nodded again, his eyes widened, "Where am I?" He squeaked.
"Maybe you should ask Mum that... She'll explain." I gestured my hand to the door that my mother was coming through and I scampered out, it was best for them to be alone, I thought.

I slid down the wall and sat on the soft, carpeted floor, everything was so surreal! I thought I was used to it, but no, this was going to take a long time to get used to. The thought that everyone I knew and loved was dead sent me to tears.

I quickly turned away when I heard Frank stomping down the hallway, I couldn't let him see how weak I was.
"Drac in there?" I rapidly nodded, facing the other direction. The door was left slightly open so I shuffled over,
"F-Frank?" My Dad whispered
"It's me, Drac."
"I'm so sorry, Frank! If I'd have know I would've stayed with you. Now I face the consequences; both you and I are dead..."
"It's okay. You couldn't have known, you couldn't have." I peeked inside and saw my Mum standing next to the bed, whilst the two friends just stared at each other, tears in their eyes.
"You've met my daughter, Olivia, right?"
"Oh, yeah! She's great! A bit jumpy, but, that's fine." I gasped, that's what he thought of me.
"And you can blame her?" My mother protectively stepped in, "You have no idea what she's been through. I have no idea what she's been through!" I sighed, if only they knew...

After about half an hour of sitting in the quiet hall, blocking out every noise except my heartbeat, slow, loud and shaky, my Mum walked out and looked at me, "My love, are you alright? Follow me." I obediently, but hesitantly, followed her. We walked into the soothing blackness of the night, and, as we walked through the woods, I noticed something different, there was no dead bodies, there was no fear, there was peace. I breathed in the tranquility and never let it go, we didn't stop there, even if that was a good enough place on its own.
We went through the human village, the place I called 'home', we passed the bakery and its wonderful smells, and then we came to the bottom of a hill.
"Close your eyes, Olivia." I shut my eyes with a grin on my face as I was guided up the hill, along the winding path and the rustling trees, I adored the familiarity.

We came to a stop and the light, refreshing breeze blew my soft, chesnut locks,
"Open them." I slowly opened my eyes and knew instantly where were. My most favourite place of all, the lighthouse on the cliff. I was completely speechless and overjoyed all at once as the memories came flooding back; before everything happened.

I wrapped my arms around my mother's slim, slender body,
"Thank you..." Was all I could say, "Thank you so much!" We sat there the whole night, swinging our legs over the cliff edge, the one thing I feared all those years ago.
"So, this is heaven? I guess I started off there, then hell took over." I said, feeling like the small, innocent child I once was,
"But you found your way back." She put an arm around my shoulder and I nodded.
"Hell gave me a hard time, and I felt like giving up. But I pulled through, and I'm home now,

And hell's never going to get me again..."

Author's note: Wow! Thanks so much for reading 'Broken Bond'! Sequel? It's up to you! Thank you again for being the amazing people you are, I really enjoyed writing this and hope you enjoyed too! I am not going to be working on this book anymore but thanks for being here.

Goodbye, friends

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