The Dirty Truth.

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"Dark pitch black...dark pitch black..Dark pitch Black- where am I?...is this the end?..beginning?..."

Whispers flooded, emotions filled more and more confusion- suddenly hearing birds chirp melodies after melodies of tunes, smell of tree sap and fresh dew rose to the scent, and very bright lightening, Angle shaded perfection beyond the blue clear sky,

She wakes- more relaxed she opens her hazel-eyes scanning at the direct hitting sunlight, not too bright, but enough to make her squint and hiss at the desire to dictate time- with that, she begun at with her surroundings.

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Jasmine's POV:

She'd started to stand, her knees wobbled from the almost lost of balance, she gently blinked focusing her eyesight along the opened green meadows and long spruce trees aside, her eyes squint once more from the shining sun that settled beyond the groups of greens, before spotting a distant figure of a broad slim man, she softly bit her tongue with a sharp whisper-

"Miguel..."

This time, things were gonna change, instead of running, she wanted to face him, anger and sadness controlled her wildly, having the dedication to stand up to her stage- even if it is just an illusion, she kept going her fingers rolled along into knuckling fists, reaching the destination, she saw the man wear white once more, she stopped as she gently felt the presence of his knowledge, arose from his next actions,

"Hey..Jasmine.."

"..Miguel...w-what is this?"
Her question made her risky against her next chosen of words, as the man turned, her expression change of relief, seeing the normal eyes of a human-being, but this time, no smile, just the deep bags under the deep-wood eyes.

Watching him cautiously, he'd took off his tie with a sigh of his own, before licking his dried lips,
"You...I-.. well.. I'm not sure darling...we were happy, but now..things changed..."

"...like?" Keeping her eye upon him, she blinked, her fists still balled white from the squeeze, nervous as hell- it just felt so real, but it wasn't...not like this..not to her..

"I think you know, Jasmine....you can't handle the truth Darling"

She'd felt sharp pain once more as she grunted, feeling the vibration of the ground as his voice deeply echoed with a rough tone, his face soon growing dark and pale, his eyes twitched, with a twisted grin of teeth gritting with such- anger, she only blinked yelling In bit of rage.

"Y-yOu're not real...get out out of my head..."

"Oh darling...don't be so cruel on your lover now, don't wanna end up dead on the side of the road..."

Choking on her words, she turned slowly, only seeing another figure in the distance, her hair black and muggy, her eyes covered with long grown fingernails, willing to cut anyone's throat, the women smiled, her teeth softly sharp to the touch, she froze seeing another figure, but burned and crisp to blackness, her eyes averted back to the creepy shadow before huffing hearing the women's voice.

"Remember us? You traitor only loving that goddamn rich..I thought we were friends, but now I see you love him more than anything, DON'T you?!"

Shocked, she recognized that voice from ever since birth hit, as the black burned man kept silence only thinking by the lady- surrounded she softly gave the guts to speak.

"You're not real either, Trisha..."

The women cackled, with follow suit of the other two monsters, their eyes gleamed a gentle stare of despise, making it harder for her to wave away, seconds passed she heard the light footsteps of the male, each inch created the area more darker, swallowing her guilt and shame upon her memories and bashful mistakes, she turns giving a soft tremble of her lips with a glance up at, tilting her head, with a concept to hold back her tears,
*"c'mon jasmine, he ain't even..real.."

"Why...why are you here?"

"I'm just something you can't escape from Jasmine, you're stuck with us forever..."

his voice was calm as he gently rubbed his hand along her face- brushing the strands of her hair aside with a soft press of his lips together sighing, she'd stared- chilling up her spine from the warm touch.. "If only if you were real..." she'd respond her eyes dropped avoiding the stare the shadow gave, he chuckled deeply before spatting out hatred

"You...fool, this is me... just the side you were too vulnerable to see, you murdered an innocent, and lost a great friend..."

"...!!"

Her mouth tapped open feeling two sharp stings through her chest, staring she spilled out fresh blood, coughing as she heard the other faint hiss

"Indeed, I thought I was number 1..you traitor to your own KIND! You deserve no mercy, but a miserable death..."

Before responding, the women twisted the knife forwards with a deep rotation of the blade, feeling a pop and a snap of her insides gushing out more of the blood, she noticed the color blue, her eyes swelled as the laughs beamed in her ear, whispers upon whispers, her ears started bleeding with her mouth as she flowed out more and more, losing strength and blood in her body, dizzy once more she felt drowsy by the two figures soon turning blank of a blurry picture, soon waking up in the pitch dark.

She was Ok...she sighed more as she felt the same sensation of the pain on the right side of her chest, huffing and breathing she kept woke, thinking about the chaotic dream, her eyes watered once more, feeling the lose of the pain of her lover, and her best friend... guilt spread more and more, weeping silently in the night, she didn't know what was wrong with her..she was miserable and stuck with those THINGS.

She still couldn't budge, as she did was stay, not wanting to move...sweating and shocked, her eyes focused on the further light in the distancing hallway, as her only source of light, only source of security, only staying far awake.

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Thanks for reading this one too!! Was bored so, why not!! Cya later kiddies~💖

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