Here we go again, with the pain and suffering. Welcome to the true ending. Read if you must.....
(All pictures are not mine, I found them on the internet)
Narrator P.O.V.
You wake up, your outside. You smell something burning. You turn around and see your house on fire. You hear a scream from inside the house. You look down at your hands and theirs blood on them. You scream.
Your P.O.V.
I jolted up. What was that? I looked over at Shadow, he was still asleep. I got up and walked by Scarlet's room. I opened the door slightly. I was confused, I walked inside. I was over her bed. I took off the covers. Cockroaches crawled out from the bed and all over. I screamed and ran out of the room. "(y/n)!?" I heard Shadow call. He traveled down the hallway to me. "What happened?" "Sc-scarlet's r-r-room" he walked in there. "Mom? Dad?" "Go back to bed honey, it's okay" I quivered with fear. He closed her door and looked at me. "I-I-I saw something, horrible..." "it's okay (y/n), i'll protect you" he came over to me and hugged me. What was that!? We went back to our bedroom and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up, I felt weird. I pulled off my covers and saw my legs were gone. I screamed. I looked up as Shadow walked through the doors. "(y/n).." "I-" I looked down at my legs. They were there. What the..? "(y/n), are you alright?" "y-yea" I got up. I couldn't feel my leg. I looked down, still there. I hit on the ground and my whole leg was fuzzy and numb. I laughed as I tried to walk, it was tingly. Shadow just shook his head and chuckled. It's great to hear him laugh, he never laughs much. I walked downstairs, it was hard, into the kitchen. "See ya, got to go to work" Shadow got up and walked out. I grabbed his shoulder and turned him around. "Where's my sugar?" he smirked and kissed me. He turned to leave, "Love you" "love you too!" he left out the door.
I didn't have my cafe job anymore, I stayed home and watched Scarlet. She was four, next year she's going to school. Also I lost the job when I moved. I started thinking, what was that from before? Some kind of nightmare? I was sitting on the couch, I decided to grab a book off the book shelf. Pick one. I finally picked out a book, oh this looks boring. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the book. 'A Tragedy' was the title. About halfway through the book I had to close it. It got way too deep. Okay! that's enough of that book. I put the book back on the shelf. I let my fingers run down the bind of the book. I sighed. The book was about a strong bond and love of two people that fell apart in the end. A lot of violence, curse words, and sex. I mostly skipped over all the bad things, but I had to stop. I couldn't bare to read about that. Why does he have that on his shelf? Sound familiar? A voice said in the back of my head. (Like your sub conscience, not someone else's voice)
