Chapter ~ 10

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Song : Lindsey Stirling - crystallize

(I couldn't think of one to go with this chapter so I picked this). 

Recap : Alex slept in Blazes room but had a dream about her mother again only it may have been the last one. Blaze kisses her a lot an we learn there are amateur ease droppers in the house lol. She chased Kendall after attempting to eat her breakfast ice cream. Everyone was laughing till she reached for the new bowl...

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No funny tips at the end of this chapter btw. There may be some emotional screaming in this one ...

⚠ You have been warned ⚠
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Alexandria's POV

Fuck.

I forgot about those. I forgot about the marks put on me by him an all his attempts of killing me.

I forgot about the cuts on my arm from the glass.

I looked up an Emily dropped her bowl drew didn't have any expression, he just walked off an I started getting having difficulty breathing.

Before anyone said anything I got up an ran up the stairs. I ran into Blaze's room an locked the door.

I jumped into the bed I was just resting in, found an put in my earbuds, started playing music, an used my inhaler. Trying to drown out my thoughts that wouldn't stop hitting my head like tsunami waves.

I wasn't crying because they saw the marks, I wasn't crying because I forgot to say they were there.

I was crying because I forgot they were there. Reminding me this is not a dream. I'm sitting here playing around an joking totally not paying attention to the fact I almost died again two days ago.

To the fact I will not be living much longer no matter what if Earl is still around.

To the fact I've been acting childish an stupid since the hospital not realizing I just put everyone in danger.

Earl isn't the guy to be fucked with. I've seen him kill people for the most stupidest of reason without him needing to get his hands dirty.

If he gets home early an I'm not there he might try to target Emily since he knows who she is.

How could I be so fucking stupid. I can't wake up cause this is not a dream. There's faults in my life an I don't know how to fix them.

I don't know what to do. I don't know why I keep seeing my moms figure in my dream. Why I can't remember what I said, why she had to leave me here, why I'm acting as if everything is a.o.k. when we all damn well know it's not.

This little happy place is about to shatter, killing everyone in it.

An how do I save them from his ass if I can't ever save myself.

UGH!

I felt pressure on the bed an I jumped. It was Emily an Blaze. I thought I locked the damn door.

Emily took my phone gently away from me an pressed pause. I took out the earbuds.

"Why didn't you tell me about the mar...."

"It wouldn't of mattered"

"I could of helped y.... "

"No you couldn't "

"When did you put them ther..."

"I didn't,  nor do I intend on putting these marks on myself "

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