Life In The Asylum

The Life In The Asylum: Chapter 11

-Time Skip: 1 Year-

Roseanne's P.O.V

My black hair was in a small ponytail, my strapless wedding dress with the sweetheart neckline. The white veil held a tiara on my head and the white piece of netting was pulled over my face. I felt tears spring into my eyes, wiping away the tears before my mascara ran. The soft, sparkly eyeshadow was beautifully applied. I thought hard, I had accepted my dad to walk me down the aisle and we were closer than ever now. I looked to see my dad behind me, seeing his reflection in the mirror. He smiled and whispered, "You look just as beautiful as your mother did.. I guess I can't call you my little girl now.." I laughed and ran up to my dad, hugging him tightly. "I'm sorry daddy..." He smiled and kissed my forehead, "I'm sorry also..."

Ryder's P.O.V

I felt tears almost well into my eyes, a single warm tear fell down onto my lap, I wiped it away and let out a sigh. Seeing my bride's white dress, the white silk cascaded and dragged softly on the floor, her veil was pulled down but, the pair of blue eyes were lined in black eyeliner. A smile crept on my face and I saw as her dad went and sat down in the front row. "You look beautiful my bride.." She nodded and the priest began the ceremony.

-Time Skip: 5 Years-

Roseanne's P.O.V

I looked as my daughter walked around, her soft green/blue eyes were full of fear, she spoke to herself and let out low whispers and whimpers. My eyes widened but, I just figured it was normal. I heard the phone ring and I answered it, "Hello?" "This is she...." I nodded and I dropped the phone, my shocked expression as I picked it back up but the line was off. My face became pale and I looked to see Ryder's worried expression. My son looked at me with a curious expression while my daughter sat on her rocking chair, I let out a shivered breath and ran my hands across my goosebumps covered as I felt the little bumps under my cold as ice hands. Ryder stood up and immediately spoke, "What is it?" I shook harder and harder as reality soaked into my body.. "My father.. He's in the asylum..."