-Maddy's POV-
It has been three days into this whole art trip and honestly, I think this whole thing was a bad idea.
Don't get me wrong, spending time with floss and Dylan has been great and all but my cough and chest has worsened beyond belief,
I never knew I could get this bad for a cold,
I haven't told Dylan, or floss. I don't want them worrying about me and treating me like a little girl which I hate.
And it's just my luck that I can barely breathe nor speak and it's the day when I am supposed to face time my dad.
Great,
I guess I'll just have to put on a voice or something I dunno,
But if he finds out that I'm sick he would cancel the whole tour, fly over to me and take me home or worse, take me to the hospital which by the way has happened before when I was staying over at Ryan Ashley's house while the band went on a UK tour.
Anyways, my mind is rambling, which is a good thing actually.nto try and get my mind off the pain in my chest when I breathe in.
Dylan came inside from his night oh smoke and noticed the slight wheeze I make when I breathe,
Let's hope he just thinks that I need my inhaler.
"Hey, you need your inhaler?" He came up to me, as I sat at the small dining table. Him rubbing my back.
"Yeah" I coughed,
He handed me it from the counter and I took a couple puffs, it didn't help but i gave him a smile,
I heard my phone go off,
"that will be my dad"
"Tell him I said hi"
I headed in the bathroom and sat up my phone and clicked the green button,
"Hey there darling!" Chris's face popped up on the screen.
"Hiya .!"
"How are you"
"I'm okay, how are you"
" I'm good, sore throat though, I miss you"
"I miss you too dad" I smiled,
"Where's your wig"
" it fell off, I have to teach myself to love myself without it Anyways"
"That's my gorgeous girl"
"Don't say that dad I'm far from it"
"Don't think like that, and where are you? It looks like an asylum from what I'm seeing"
"Oh yeah, it's just the bathroom,"
"Oh I see, your shivering, you cold?"
"Yeah It's freezing"
"There's no heating?"
"Nope, just a coal fire, which does nothing, also the beds are hard as a rock so I can't wait to get home"
"Ha ha same! It will be a couple days on your own when you get back I hope that's okay, apprentice it's snowing in Scranton"
"Oh great" I rolled my eyes,
"You'll be fine, I have farmer Bruce across the road check up on you,"
"Alright Seeya dad love you"
"Love you too maddy and be careful okay, I worry"
"You too dad I worry alswell"We hung up after that,
I decided I needed to get out of the house, the coal fire made the room smokey so I needed some air.
"I'm going out for some late night photography"
"Your not going alone" said Dylan
"I need to"
"Why?"
"I just want to okay, to think in silence that's all"
"fine" he sighed
I left the lodge,
That was weird, he never lets me out by myself, I wonder why he thought differently this time.
I headed into the woods towards the lake when I saw a bunch of girls who were from another school drinking cheap liquor and smoking cigarettes which they must have sneaked into the complex,
They were drunk dancing round their little campfire in the woods, I passed them head down and hood up so they wou don't notice me,
But I was wrong to think that I could be hidden.
I felt someone pull my hood down roughly, putting my bald head on full display.
"What the fuck are you doing here weirdo!" One of them spat,
"You here to tell on us?!" Another yelled,
"N..no I was just taking some photos"
"What if us? What a creep"
" yeah and that bald head though, what did you do wax it off?!" One of them grinned,
"Yeah ha ha, I think you went to far with the shaving razor this time love!" The other laughed,
"You wouldn't understand" I shook my head.
"Yeah whatever, filly skank" one of them shoved me back making me go over on my ankle,
I winced and pushed her back in return,
I felt a harsh slap across my cheek which stung like hell from the cold.
I began to run hoping they wouldn't chase after me but they followed like shadows.
My chest grew tighter, 'oh not again,' and 'Dylan help me' kept rushing through my head.
I lost them eventually,
I smiled but I could only get in small sharp breathes which was not enough oxygen that my heart needed.
I walked backwards with my hand on my pounding chest,
"Maddy! Maddy what's going on!" I heard Dylan yell from a distance"
"D- help-
"Maddy where are you!"
"H-help" I tried to shout out but only a small amount of sound could be made out.
I backed up backwards and stumbled over a branch,
I gasped as I forced my air way open for half a second and I realised I was standing on some ice,
I tried to limp to the edge but I heard a crack bellow me.
This was it.
My view of the world for that last time was white coated trees in the darkness to deep dark blue.
I sank to the bottom of the frozen lake.
I tried getting to the surface but my leg was in rough shape and my arms were so weak.
I got to the surface but the ice was too thick.
I saw someone faintly on top of the ice.
I noticed it was Dylan.
"Maddy!" I heard his muffled voice from the surface.
His face came close to the ice and he tried to break it.
I let out all my stored air band began to cry under water.
I pressed my lips against the ice and kissed his reflection and I let go.
The deepens of the lake was great.
As I was falling slowly towards the bottom I twirled in the water like I do for the black swan performance that I had dreamed of doing.
I smiled and everything went black.Hey guys
Hope you enjoyed this chapter.
I have news,
I am going to a PTV concert,
Which is strange cause I never did see myself in going to one of their shows because I would prefer a Korn or a miw concert but I had the offer to go and I sure as hell took it.
No regrets.
Anyways sorry to cut it short I will update tomorrow so I'll see you guys
Love you guys
Please comment what you think they motivate me for more better and longer chapters
Seeya
Gem
Xxx
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