I just stay there.
I think I deserve to die.
I'm the threat after all.
I'm the night mare to everyone's dreams.
I'm the villain that is waiting to kill you.
I'm the bully.
The bully that haunted me for so many years.
Sooooo many.
I
Am
The
Betrayer
***
I sit there for hours, not knowing what to do, or any way that I could get out.
Then it occurs to me . . . . .
I have Chaos for goodness sake! I can just make a portal to the over world again!
But do I really want to? Do I really want to live? I don't want to.
But I will try.
I will try
***
I slowly bring my hand out. Oh no. I'm shaking. This isn't good. A dark black ray comes shooting out.
Before I was renamed, the Ray was pink. Life sucks I guess.
Why else would I be here?
A portal appears before my eyes. I close my eyes and walk in, not knowing where it would bring me.
I don't want to know. It could be to Christina for all I care. But just in case, I make myself invisible.
I see light before everything goes black.
***
It's taken me to a funeral.
My funeral.
"We are here because Genevieve Royale has passed away. ( sorry guys, I have NO idea how funerals work.) but we will remember her in every way possible. Her body was not found, and we don't know how she died, but we will try to find more clues."
No one appears to be sad, and mum isn't there.
But Christina is.
And she's smirking.
Proud that she killed me. But nooooooo. She is wrong.
I stand on the floor before making myself visible again.
"Christina nearly killed me, and I'm still alive!" I yell.
Everyone gasps.
I expected them to.
Everyone looks at Christina.
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FantasyEveryone thinks that her wings make her corrupted. Make her dangerous. Make her a threat. But she believes that they make her better. Make her stronger. Make her powerful. Genevieve Royale doesn't know which one is right. Doesn't know who to trust. ...
