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Frozen-ch4

Your eyes flicker with fear as he stalks closer to you. His hands grip firmly against the sofa, as you fall back and he smirks at you as you try to get away. He pulls you into an embrace, as his breath trickles down your neck. His voice sweet like the taste of honey, as his melodic laughter pierces through your ears, making you slip in his embrace. You feel something sharp pointing into your neck and he covers your mouth, to prevent you from screaming. He throws you again against the sofa, as whatever he injected you begins circulating through your body. You try to force your body up, but your movement's been restricted and your brain races with thoughts of fear trying to attack your sanity. He leans over you, so close that your noses are touching and he gives you a sweet smile, before whatever's injected in you makes you unable to even bat an eyelash. He studies you carefully, seeing the tears spilling down your face and then your vision getting blurred as you feel his hand, carefully tracing the outline of your jaw. All you see is darkness.

You wake up inside of yourself and you're met with perpetual darkness, that extends on forever. You're able to move again as the paralysis, felt like it was never there. That's when you see it. A grotesque figure ambling its way towards you, its eyes burning with nothing but hatred. You want to run, but all you see is an incessant path of darkness; with no light to guide you. You back away as your entire body begins to shake and tears spilling from you, like a freshly wound cut. You notice the figure more clearly, as it begins to shape shift and you see the girl who kept watching you from outside your window. Her face disfigured from remnants of a fire that severely struck deep and her eyes, close to falling off her face. You feel as if you've seen this face before you can't recall. She stops in front of you and shows you a photograph, that's already been half burnt to cinders but you can notice, the burn scars all over her body as she presents the photo. You hesitantly take the photograph and as if something clicked, images, memories begin to resurface. You feel as if you're struggling to breathe under water, as you find yourself rising to surface. The surface where all your forgotten memories, came flowing into you. You hold the photo and sink to the ground, as tears begin spilling uncontrollably and the girl looks down at you. "Now you remember me, Y/N". Her ghostly voice feels bone chilling to the soul, as your eyes meet hers but then you realise she has her hand snaked around your neck. Her laugh is malicious that you didn't realise her skin beginning to melt away, as her entire body sets on fire. Those same fires begin to engulf you and you remember the pain she felt, when you stood by and watched her get engulfed by the same flames. It saps away all the will you had left and then your eyes snap open, as you're greeted by a warm light.

The same face watches you from across his desk and he notices you panting and breathing heavily. "I... I... I did that to her? I.. I could have saved her!". His expression turns dark as he begins approaching you and kicking your chair down, with you tumbling backwards. You fall to the floor with a thump and you feel two hands wrapped tightly on your neck, as he applies more pressure as your face becomes pale and your eyes rolling into the back of your head. "Y-you could have saved her! You know what, she didn't deserve to die! She was suffering so much and you only gave a fuck about yourself! I bet you don't remember you started the fire, you killed her!". His words tear into you, as if a knife has been plunged deep into you. You're at a loss for words when he releases grip on you and sinks to the ground crying instead. "She was mentally unwell.. She was going through so much.. Bi-polar, depression and a personality disorder... You try being in her shoes! She didn't mean to treat anyone the way she did, she felt as if she had no control of her body and she wanted to die so much. You... Gave her what she wanted... but why did you start the fire? What were you so jealous of?!" His words pierce you as you slowly bring yourself to tell the truth. "S-She... W-wanted me to kill her..."

The story's coming to an end! I had a lot of fun writing it!

Find out next chapter, why she asked you to kill her

why did she make the boyfriend hate you?

Now that you've recovered your memories, will you recall your past with the boy too?