NOTE- THIS IS A FANFIC, BUT ONE DIRECTION DON'T COME IN UNTIL LATER. OKAYYYY. SO YEAHHHHHH. HERE WE GOOO. "INBETWEENERS DANCE GO!" OH AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! 2014! OMG! DID U GUYS HEAR WHAT MILEY SAID? SHE WAS LIKE "THIS IS AS MANY CLOTHES I WORE ALL YEAR!" I MEAN... IT'S TRUE... BUT SHEESH! DID YOU SEE WHAT SHE WAS WEARING?!?!?!?!?!
capitolo uno (chapter 1)- *its italian*
"No... No... NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I screamed. I opened my eyes and I was in my bed. It was just a dream. A horrible, terrifying dream. "Alessia, what's wrong?!" My brother Danny ran into my bedroom in a panic. I was huddled in my bed, shaking. "I-I" I stuttered. "Was it the dream again?" He questioned. I nodded. "Aww Sia" he sighed, sitting on my bed and pulling me onto his lap. I had been having the dream about the day that our youngest brother, Rygil, was kidnapped and then when they found him, he was in really bad shape... He died in the hospital 2 weeks later. He was only 4 years old. "I remember your bare feet down the hallway. I remember your little laugh. Race cars on the kitchen floor. Plastic dinosaurs. I love you to the moon and back. I remember your blue eyes looking into mine like we had our own secret club. I remember you dancing before bedtime then jumping on me waking me up. I can still feel you hold my hand little man. And even the moment I knew you fought it hard like an army guy. Remember I leaned in and whispered to you. 'Come on baby with me, we're gonna fly away from here. You were my best four years.' I remember the drive home, when the blind hope turned into crying and screaming 'why'. Flowers piled up in the worst way. No one knows what to say about a beautiful boy who died. And it's about to be Halloween. You could be anything you wanted if you were still here. I remember the last day, when I kissed your face. I whispered in your ear. 'Come on baby with me, we're gonna fly away from here. Out of this curtained room in the hospital will just disappear. Come on baby with me, we're gonna fly away from here. You were my best 4 years.' What if I'm standing in your closet trying to talk to you? What if I kept the hand-me-downs you won't grow into? And what if I really thought some miracle would see us through? What if the miracle was even getting one moment with you? 'Come on baby with me, we're gonna fly away from here. Come on baby with me, we're gonna fly away from here. You were my best 4 years.' I remember your bare feet down the hallway. I love you to the moon and back" I sung quietly with tears silently falling down my cheeks. It was the song Ronan by Taylor Swift. Rygil and I had an extremely close relationship and so it was hardest for me to deal with his death. I sobbed into Danny's shirt. "W-why? Why Rygil?" I gasped. "I don't know Alessia. I know. Shhh. It's okay. He's not in pain anymore" Danny soothed, kissing the top of my head. I was there when Rygil was kidnapped, so... I felt really guilty. "I'm just... It's all my fault!" I sighed. "Sia! Stop! It isn't your fault! Nobody could've stopped it. Ok? So stop beating yourself up so much!" Danny said sternly. I was going to say something else, but decided against it. "Okay" I muttered. "Good. Now go back to sleep" he patted my head and left my room. I layed back down and stared at the ceiling. "Rygil. If you can hear me... Just know that I'm really sorry. I know its my fault that this happened to you... And I love you so much... Goodnight" I whispered. I closed my eyes and fell back to sleep fairly quickly.
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I felt a hand go over my mouth and being dragged out of bed. "MMMPPPH!" I screamed. No use. I was dragged outside and thrown into a car. "LET ME G-" I was cut off by a sweet smelling cloth going over my nose and mouth. I suddenly felt drowsy and after about 40 seconds, I was unconscious. Was I dreaming all of this? I sure hoped so.
