Her silhouette figure strides down the vacant but spacious warehouse, about 57.9 miles away from city life.
No soul filling the void of the premises but her own.
"Losing my concentration, hearing your voice in my head.." her husky voice sings, as her perfect manicured fingers graze upon the dead carcasses hanging up from the ceiling by their feet.
She soon stops her humming to turn around and stare at her lifeless victims, fluttering her eyes close, nostrils flaring inhaling the bitter aroma.
Reopening her eyes, emerald orbs glistening with satisfaction, the words slip from her plump lively lips holding a smirk.
"Who ever said relapsing was a bad thing?"-
Your(pov)
My hand abruptly stops as my mind goes blank, groaning I place my pencil down running a hand through my hair.
"Stupid writers block." I mumble out to myself, huffing a little as I scoot my chair back to stand, closing the rough-draft of my book while doing so.
My fingers trace over the rough edges of the brown blank leathered front cover, a sigh escaping my lips eventually curving into a sly smile.
"Until next time Lauren."
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A/N: Guess who's back, back again.
YOU ARE READING
Hallucinating Lauren/You
FanfictionThey say Hallucinating are the visions of dreams you wish to come true, but what if Hallucinations were the dreams thus far to come ? Like as if what we knows as reality is a dream we've yet to waken up from. Read to find out more.
