Little Black Dress

Chapter 11

A/N: Sorry loves! I was slacking. And my friends/blockmates who read my stories told me to make it staright to the point so I was editing it so it get straight to where the story I was leading to :) And by the way! Thanks for the 10,000+ Reads and the almost 500 votes! You guys are the best! 

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Recap:

Maybe, my time comes earlier than I thought.

Maybe, Mom was tired of seeing me suffering from her lost.

Maybe, I was just tired of life.

Maybe, because no one ever bothers to believe me.

I barely could feel my body anymore, as I lay on the cold floor of the janitor’s closet with all this suffocating materials around me. It was like I was frozen on my stop but the weird part is, my mind and heart was frozen also. I barely hear anything. All I am hearing was the deafening sound of silence.

I could feel myself getting dizzy. This is it.

The door knob twist and turn harshly and before darkness take me, all I could hear in the deafening silence was someone calling out my name.

“Elizabeth”

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My body was numb. I couldn’t think straight. I tried to open my eyes and fight the darkness that was creeping somewhere in the back of frozen head.

"Elizabeth!"

That voice. It’s been calling for me quite a while now. I fight the drowsiness and the tiredness on my eyelids.

"Don’t close your eyes!"

The voice speaks again. But my system done quite the opposite, I closed my eyes and welcome the darkness again.

"Fuck!"

Something warm was draped around me. The heat radiating from it ignites fires that put my state calm. I know I was still shivering but I can’t control my body.

That heat was kind of familiar. It brought my numb state drastically.

"Wake up….please…."

When it spoke again, there’s concern and fear laced on his voice and he almost choked when he said "please".

 And it brought hope and light inside my dead and dark life.

Someone actually cares. But who wouldn’t right? I was dying now and that person is the only one who saw me in this state, I guess that concern laced on his voice was just out of pity.

Well, there goes my hope straight through the drain.

Something wrapped around my body and I could feel it was a person.

He’s breathe was fanning on my neck that cause a shiver down my spine.

"Elizabeth? God! Wake up!!"

He’s hugging me! I could hear him tapping through his phone and ringing someone.

"Come on! Come on!"