Looking for Narnia

Is Love Real?

The band started playing a slow and majestic tune that followed up with singing. I smiled a bit as the couples moved their feet to the rhythm. I drink from my glass of sweet liquor and humm to the song until I see a really familiar face laughing and dancing.
I follow the dancing teenager with my gaze and almost spit the water to an old lady.
I press my fingers to my lips and gulp loudly. The elder looked at me with disgust and I decided to walk away.
I walked into the dance floor to take a better look. Everyone here was apperantly british and I felt a punch in my stomach when I heard those accents around me.
I dodged the people while they danced until I wasn't fast enough. My drink spilled in my dress thanks to a couple. I look down and sight, I didn't even look at the man as I was embarrased as hell.
I gulped and ran to the nearest door but someone grabs my hand and I see Susan.
Susan Pevensie.
I open my mouth in awe as she smiles with tears in her eyes.
"It's really you..." She says, her voice trembled as she snapped to reality and looked behind me.
"Love! Oh my gosh it's really you!" she pulls me into a tight hug while I still process what the hell just happened.
"Come here, your dress is a mess" she breathes as she pulls me away from the nearest door.
"No... No... No... This isn't real. No" I say as I pull away from her grip. She tried to stop me from opening the door I was going to walk earlier. And oh, I should've let her take me away.
As I walked in I saw a handsome blonde guy giving me his back.
I notice that he had a beautiful girl pinned in the wall, she was giggling as the man kissed her neck.
"Oh... Oh sorry sorry... Shit" I say trying not to laugh. Who is the stupid guy with the idea of having sex with a party just outside the unlocked door?
I looked back at Susan and she was bitting her nails, she looked to the ground away from me.
"Susan, what did I say. Guard the damn door..." the British man stops talking and its quiet.
I raise my eyebrows at Susan and turn around with a laugh.
But I stop my giggling when I saw who the man was.
"Kira?" I gulp as Peter comes closer.
My jaw drops and I start shaking.
No. No. No.
"Peter?" I say with disbelief.
I laugh and point at Peter then the red faced girl in the back.
I face Susan as she stands next to a handsome man in a tuxedo.
"Okay wait. So you guys are the Pevensies?" I say dying of laughter.
Then I feel a pang as the red-faced girl grabs Peters arm.
"Uhm... Oh gosh. I am sorry... I am so sorry. You guys carry on" I say as a tear falls down.
"Kira" Peter says as he comes closer.
I jump as I feel his touch.
My hands slowly touch his face, he leans and I feel his smooth pale face.
I gasp as I realize what I had done.
"I- I have to go..." I say as I run from the room.
"Wait Kira!" I hear Susan scream.
People stared at me now like a crazy person. I was not crazy.
I am not crazy.
I make my way outside and keep running through the chilly night.
Hearing someone gasp for air as they cried, I look around to see myself crying and gasping.
I cover my face and feel drops of water in my head.
It was raining.
"Kira!" I hear Peter scream. I hide behind the nearest tree and peek to see Peter in a fancy tux run around in the rain with Susan behind.
"It was her right? I am not crazy" Peter says as he grabs his hair. Susan grabs his face and nods, she whispers at him to breathe and he does.
"Susan? It's pouring! What are you two doing outside?"
"Did you see a girl with a stained dress run out? Did you? Answer me!" Susan asked him with tearful eyes.
"Uhmm... Yes. I think everyone saw her" the man laughed and I feel my anger boil inside me.
Susan laughed and passed her pale hands through her dark hair.
"She is real. She is... Real" Susan repeats to herself.
The man looks at her with concern.
"Okay let's go home come on" the man grabs Susan's hand and pats Peter's back while he walked them through the dark allies.
I sob and run back home. I open the door to find a pissed Cameron.
"Oh geez, look at the time, you are early. Night shift over?" Cameron says as taps his foot with the floor.
"Uhm... Yes... Its over, I had a meeting and this really nice nurse gave my this dress, she told me to keep it... Like it?" I say as I close the door.
"Stop lying!" he screams. He stands up and walks to me with a deadly glare.
He grabs my neck and presses me to the wall, I gasp and look at him with fear.
"I received a call earlier from a fellow nurse about this patient of your dying and to come quickly" he whispers at my hear. He starts choking me and I start to push him back, which was unsuccessful.
"Ca-cam p-pl-ease, liste-n to m-e" I try to say. But I couldn't breathe and it made it harder.
"He died by the way. I told her that you were working the night shift" he said and then he laughed "You know what she said? She laughed! She said that you have never worked night shifts"
I gasped for air as he lets me go and I fall to the ground.
"So I said, well in that case I don't know where the fuck my girlfriend is" he pulled his hair.
I start to cry and Cam turns around.
"Who were you with? Huh? Where were you!" he grabs my hair and pulls it hard.
"I was... I was with some friends in the city okay... I-I couldn't tell you because I knew you wouldn't let me go"
He laughs and points at me "Sure, sure. Like I am going to believe your stupid whore story"
He picks me up by my dress and unzips it leaving me with my underwear.
I push him off and sob "Do you even love me? What you only do is hit me then apologize! I know that you had a hard time, I know believe me. But that is no excuse for you to lay a fucking hand on me Cameron!"
Cameron stays quiet for a minute, then storms to the kitchen. I walk to the shower and take a relaxing bath until Cameron opens the door, I close my eyes and sight.
"What. You're sleeping in the couch." I say in a monotone.
"Kira... You know, you are right," I open my eyes to find Cameron taking his shirt off, he undressed and stepped in with me.
I feel him touch my back and I jump, he sights and wraps his arms around my waist.
"I am sorry, I really am. Lets just forget about it, how about that?"
I scoff and pinch him hard, he takes his hands off me and I step out of the shower.
"You. Couch. Alone. Take a cold shower" I say as I wrap a towel around my body, Cameron punches the wall repeatedly and I see blood on his knuckles once again.
I fought myself internally, I was not going to help him. This is his secret move for me to forgive him.
I walk out of the bathroom and close the door to hear him scream of anger.
I breathe and wipe the tear from my cheek.
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The next morning I woke up super early and realize something awful.