Chapter 7
(sorry it took so long , I really am)
I scream as I feel something burn at the side of my head. My minds spinning but all I could see forming was a tainted moving picture.
It seems all weird nothing I have seen before but it all feels familiar. I hear sounds and a womens voice calling my name ‘Hayley’, where was I ?
I look around and everything is becoming clear but how did I get here, I search the scenery and see a beautiful women stand in front of me, she looks just like me black hair but with blue eyes she has the same pale complex but she looks so much joyful and it gives me a feeling like I know her. But where have I seen her from. She’s smiling at me with worry, holding her hand out for me too hold. Was this fake?
There is so much happiness radiating off her , it’s fascinating who was she?
“who are you?” I say taking my hand from hers.
“ come on , come with me “ she says. Turning around and skipping off.
What was happening? Did she even hear a word I just said.
“wait” I call out to her “who are you?” I ask her . only to be given the same answer .
“ come on , come with me don’t turn back” she says now worry taking her facial expression again. She looks around almost in panic and her colour is no fading off her.Now the once flamboyant warm colours were now fading and we were placed in a room, white solid walls towering over us and shadow figures moving across.
““ come on , come with me “ she repeats holding my hand in a hurry. With these actions I look down and become confused, there in my hand was a gun and blood all over the sleeves of my hand how did that get there?. I look up to see the once so joyful women’s face emotionless and pale. She is dead and I had killed her. She falls to the floor and collapses through a black hole.
The room starts to move quickly winding into stairs ,changing quickly turning my mind inside out, it was really dizzy and with my last stand I fainted .
I jolted up only to bore into the eyes of Chris. CHRIS?
“wh-wha” I say trembling with fear, what is happening to me why do I feel so uncomfortable but almost guilty , it was a dream, wasn’t it?
“shh now baby girl everything’s all fine” Chris says trying to sooth me down.
I’m so confused right now, what is happening to me , why do I feel like this?
“but how are you? Here” I say looking at him.
“it’s ok, I came back at least an hour ago I bumped into some stuff and next thing I know is I hear you screaming” he explains to me in worry. “but everything is fine now , it’s going to be ok” also whilst soothing my hair with his fingers.
He tries to make it sound ok but it’s not, he doesn’t actually know what I am feeling at this very moment what is he doing.
“NO ITS NOT GOING TO BE OK” I scream while I ran to the bathroom.
I ran in there and put the tap on as tears fell down my face. I feel so angry, like I don’t know what to believe. I stare at myself in the mirror and feel disgusted my face paler than before, my collar bones sticking out and with no such fat at all, who am I? why did everything feel so real?
I sit down and curl up into a ball, I wanted to know the answers to all my questions but I didn’t know how to , it was going to be hard. And the thing is I don’t think I want to find out. I wish I could just die , right now, I want to sleep, I want to sleep for the rest of my life… and that’s what I am going to do.
I get up and take my razor out from the cupboard beside my head.
This is it
No more life no more judgment no more tears
This is it.
I think as I hear the argument going on between Chris and Kat. ‘she needs to go, it’s gone too far’ . ‘ I know but I think we should try harder before we let go’ ‘I’m sorry but I’m calling them now’
And that’s when all their shouts became weaker as my mind went blank….
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phew sorry that took so long but hoped this could make up for it :) comment and vote if you like
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