With Robin.

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I feel a sharp pain in my chest. Not from a bullet, from something invisible to the rest of the world. Although by the look in Robins eyes he knows, does he care? He looks like he does but how can I trust that. I bet this was all his idea. I feel tears trickle down my face as I stare at the boy who has caused me more pain then any other human being has managed, he stares back with something I could assume is guilt and pity but I wouldn't know.

I don't bother wiping my tears, not now Robin deserves to see that he got what he wanted. I feel a painful sting in my shoulder before I hear the bang of the gun, I hold Robins eyes with mine so he can see exactly what he did. My legs give in for the rest of my body and I fall off the side of the cliff before Robin gets chance to catch me.

My body cuts through the bitter cold wind as I make no attempt to move, I  just fall. I stare up at the heads others with no emotion as my arms and legs flail around to the winds accord, I can see their lips moving as they cry but all I can hear is the smashing of the black waves as they crash into rocks.

The water cuts through my back like one thousand tiny needles made from ice and stings my newly made wounded shoulder. The salty ice water fills my lungs as I gasp for air while sinking at the bottom of the ocean, I watch as the blurred moments me and Robin shared flicker in the rippling water like moving, disappearing photographs. I close my eyes to try and get him out of my mind but even with them closed he's there, he was always there. I let the pain cloud my mind in an attempt to forget the boy but all that brings me is a different type of pain.   

'I failed, I'm sorry' I apologues in my head to everyone I've ever hurt. 

I feel my body being picked up by a overly big wave, I squeeze my eyes tighter and let the darkness lull me into a dreamless obis.

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My eyes open to find I'm in a perfectly white room, with perfectly white sheets wrapped around my legs as I sit up on a white four poster bed. I swing my legs over the side of the high bed and glance at a white side table, only to see a plate with cookies. Just like Loveday. I let at a strangled giggle as I bring it to my lips and bite a piece of star shaped one. Just like Loveday. I look to my arm to find it bandaged up in white cloth, it doesn't hurt witch is odd.

1 I look at my out fit and furrow my eyebrows and wonder who could have changed me into this plain white dress, not to say it isn't beautiful in fact its anything but. It's long sleeved that ends in triangles in the centre of the back of my hands, all the way up my arms to about an inch above my belly button is pure white swirls with nude mitral in the empty places, it flares out with a white skirt that ends at my mid thighs. This outfit is topped off with silver and gold mid rigs on three of my fingers, a sliver chain with a perfectly circle piece of rock surrounded by silver metal around the sides hangs close to my neck and to top this off is a pair of black stilettos.         

I walk/stumble across the perfectly white carpeted floor to a white door with a crystal door handle, I open it while nibbling on the cookie. The light burns my eyes at first but it soon wears off and I can get a good look around the room. A plain room with multiple door only decorated with a single mirror and a sofa up against a wall. Perched elegantly on the sofa is unmistakably the moon princess, sipping on a porcelain mug not glancing at me for a second.

"come, sit" she says in a silky smooth voice, not looking at me for a second so I'm not even sure if she's talking to me or not, I hesitantly walk to her and sit on the edge of the sofa and wait for her to speck again. "I've been watching.-" she states, I look at her as her face portrays no emotion yet I can still tell she's in great sorrow, "-I'm going to give you something.-" she states plainly "-I'm going to give you something most people who pass through here dream off, a second chance." she states plainly, "After all, you did return my pearls. You have until sunrise, good luck." 

I close my eyes tightly as a blinding whiteness fills my vision.