I woke up to a loud rumble of thunder. I checked my phone. It was only midnight. Nash wasn't in the bed next to me anymore. I laid there for about a half hour and couldn't fall back asleep. I sat up and walked downstairs.
I grabbed my jacket and opened the back door. It was down pouring. I grabbed the umbrella and took a step outside. I followed the cobblestone path to the fountain. There he was, with another umbrella.
"I'll show you something else." I told him.
"Oh my gosh. don't scare me like that." He stood up. I took his hand and walked over to the bushes. I decorated it to look like bushes a while back. It was actually a door that led to a treehouse. I haven't been in the treehouse for three months. I opened the door and walked through.
"Wow." That's all Nash could say. We walked up the path to the big oak tree. There was a ladder that went up about 15 feet before you could get in there.
I let Nash climb up first. I followed behind. I got up there and Nash wasn't the only one up there. There were other people. They all looked at me. They had knives In their hand. Nash looked scared. They laughed and waked over to Nash.
"Do you know who we are?" One of them said.
"No clue." He replied.
"Wrong answer." They stabbed him. Not only once, but a couple times. Blood went everywhere.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?" I started balling my eyes out. They started walking towards me. I ran to the ladder and went halfway down, then jumped the rest of the way. I ran as fast as I could back to the house. The door was locked. They were right behind me.
"Why run?" They said. I started crying harder. Another loud bang and the light came. They shot me. It was the end.
Then I woke up. Nash was still sleeping next to me and the storm was gone.
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Did I get you? Haha. ~Haley(:
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Choices
FanfictionEveryone makes choices. Everyone has their decisions. Everyone makes mistakes. Not always bad. Not always good. *This story isn't going to be finished. I'm just not going to delete it.*