chances | wdw | sequel to ffh

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Mia's P.O.V

Happily ever after.

Such a common term. So loosely used. Fairy tales, children's books and movies; all giving us false hopes, dreams and expectations. Or is it just the people in our lives- that ruin it for you, that break down your walls just as you finish building them again, just as you finish building yourself again after you crash and fall. Maybe they put on a mask, and pretend to help you and stand by your side in times of need, then take it off when you are in the most joyful times of your life.

My train of thoughts are disrupted by someone walking into my room,
"Mia...cmon, please, just let us in, at least talk to us, I'm begging you at this point, just cry or let it out, show some form of emotion, please" Jonah says helplessly as Zach, Corbyn and Jack come in after him.
"Get out of my room" I say blankly, not bothering to turn around.

"Fine. But Mia, you are not alone, we all miss her, and I know, he's an asshole, but we are here for you" Zach says,
"It's been 3 months, let us help" Jack says. I hear them giggling downstairs and say it once more,
"Get. Out." I state. I don't regret any words. I look back at the pictures of her as they leave, it hurts more than ever. I just need her, nothing more.

My body doesn't fuel on emotions anymore, I've cried so much, there's not tears left. No fear, no love, no sadness, no happiness is left in my heart. I blocked away everything and everyone, staying in the shadows of my loneliness, with nothing but memories and flashbacks. And he...went off with that slut again, not giving one thought about anyone else. I should've known better than to trust him again.

He didn't care about her, he didn't care about me. He never did. I can't believe how easily he stated that "she got kidnapped" not even looking at me, not looking into my eyes. Asshole. I would've killed him then and there if the others hadn't pulled me back. Then, the very next day, I see him with the slut. He can do whatever the fuck he wants to, at this point, I don't give two shits. But if they cross paths with me? Or even dare to mention my angels name. Then they're in for it.

I didn't lie. It was only the beginning. The beginning of hell. I went through hell because of him. It all leads back to him. It's all his fault! Great, I do have one emotion left ; anger. And it's built up inside of me, I can feel myself trembling on the edge, as if I'm about to vent it all out uncontrollably.

I regret ever forgiving him, ever loving him. He doesn't deserve any of it. I never thought you can hate someone this much; especially when it's the person you used to love the most. That's it, no more chances, he lost them all, but I doubt he even cares.

I hear the door opening and someone walking in behind me,
"Mia" a voice croaks out. Taylor.
"I know you wanna be left alone, but for how much longer, you've been locking us out for 3 months" she says through tears.

"Time doesn't matter when you lose the one you love the most because of the boy you love the most" I blankly state. She stays silent, knowing I'm right,
"At least get ready, for the...memorial" she says breaking down and leaving in tears.

**Time skip**

I stare sat the engraved lit up glass through the grass fields in all its beauty and glory, the boys and Taylor coming in with flowers to pay their respects, it read,

In memory of the life and loss of Katie Carters

She was never found, that's the sad thing, I could never give my daughter a proper funeral. And now, here I am.

Where did it go wrong?...

-Flashback-

"Have fun" I say as I kiss both my angels on the cheek, saying goodbye.
She runs into the car, eager to spend the day with her dad, he turns to me as I look into those deep blue eyes.
"We'll be fine, stop worrying" he reassures as I nod and he kisses my forehead comfortingly and gets into the drivers seat. I sigh and wave, smiling, as I hear her shout,
"Love you mummy, Byee!"

Little did I know, that was the last goodbye I got from her...