The Dysfunctional

Chapter 25: Deja Vu

        I kissed his lips one last time, hot tears streaming down my cold face. I lay him down, and cover him with a tarp laying in the hallways. As I travel further, the darker it gets. I'm all alone again. I look outside, and see the sun kissing the horizon. I walked into what seemed like an operation room, and grabbed a bunch of oxygen tanks, and placed them around the whole building sporadically. Once I let the oxygen tanks leak for a good couple of hours, I walk to the outside of the hospital, taking in the sinister view. 

        More tears stream down my face as I light a match I had from when I burned Jazmin's house. As I strike the match, I feel a wave of sadness hit, and I start to breath heavy. I throw the match in, and all of the our oxygen in the building is set to flame, burning any evidence of life at all, Including Finch. As I turn around to head back to the camper, I pass Clark, her corpse already rotting into the ground. 

                  I walked tiredly to the camper, and open the door, walking in. I sit in the driver's seat, and take in everything that happened today. I slam my fist on the steering wheel out of anger. Why was he so stupid? I quickly turn the engine, and drive away, heading to nowhere. 

              After driving for what felt like forever, I decided to park the camper, feed the cats, and go to bed. I don't feel like eating, or showering, or doing anything really. I head to the bathroom, and look at my tearstained face. I'm so ugly. My eyes are bright and red from all of the crying and my face is really puffy, resulting in me crying and sobbing some more. I flop on my bed, taking in Finch's sweet lavender scent. I only cry more, knowing that the last thing we did was fight, and I'll never be able to take in his sweet, clean scent. I cry even more, wetting the sheets and pillows with the tears that stream from my eyes. I honestly don't even understand how I'm still able to cry. After a very long time of crying, I wore myself out, and fell into a dreamless sleep.

            I wake up with two chubby kitties laying in my chest, knowing I was sad. I slowly get myself out of bed, calmly shooing the cats off of me as I get to the bathroom to feed and water them. As I glance in the mirror, I can easily see that the bags and dark circles under my eyes are clearly defined. Out of my own hatred for myself, I punch my mirror, making the cats run off with the loud shattering sound. 

              I slowly walk my way over to the steering wheel, and start the engine. After thinking it through, I've decided to make my way to a cliff diving attraction near by. "Come to us Stella," a lifeless voice calls in my head. "Don't worry, I'm working on it," I coldy reply to the voice, not sure if it can actually hear me. 

           I drive for at least three or four hours. I keep hearing those voices talking to me. "hurry Stella, you've gotta wake up sometime," I wish I knew what everyone meant when they told me to 'wake up.' As I slowly pull up and park the car, both Sebastian and Pazzo stood to look at me, probably aware of what I was going to do. Fact is, I can't stand it anymore. I can't stand myself, the people I live with, the people I go to school with, life. I just can't do it, not after the torture I went through, losing my best friends, losing Finch, the things I've seen. I don't think I'm dreaming, but who knows anymore. This is all too real, but unreal at the same time.

                I stop the engine, and think this through. I walk to the door, and leave it open, letting the cats free as I walk to the cliff. The cold air hits me instantly, and blows my hair with itself. Multiple voices are speaking to me now, some getting louder. I edge closer and closer to the end, and I can feel my body start to shake. Leaning back slowly, I can feel myself fall slowly, as I all closer and closer to the chilled water. The closer I get, the louder the voices get. I smile and cry, finally feeling free and alive, knowing I don't have to deal with anyone anymore. "Stella, wake up!" I turn my head as the voice screams, coming in a hard collision with the freezing water.

               As I harshly his the water, my eyes flash open, and I sit up in another hospital bed. A white rose it placed on  the hospital nightstand, and to my right, is a boy, strangely familiar, but still I don't know who he is. I take a good look at him, shaggy black hair, covering some of his face, beautiful crystal blue eyes, a perfect pale face, he was perfect, he was going to be my first...Something inside me snapped, he would be the first boy I would kill.   I felt my head tilt, white hair smearing my vision, a devious smile plastered to my face, knowing I was awake.

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A/N Hellloooo! this is the end of the first book! I'm gonna start working on the next one, first change I get! I really hope you guys enjoyed this! please let me know what you guys think overall! love you all!