The Day My World Crashed (SEQUEL TO MY NIGHTINGALE)

Twenty- Wilberg

High school has been sooo stressful but I coughed up a chapter

UNEDITED

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Alison

I REMEMBERED READING FAIRYTALES when I was young, instead of noticing the happy ending I noticed the horrible things.

Every story had a bad guy, an obstacle.

Growing up, I realized real story villains aren't obvious. Like in Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, we knew the old woman was the Queen but Snow White didn't, leading her to eat the poisonous apple.

Is my life like that tale? Maybe the villain was right in front me this whole time and I fell for each trick.

"Alison, we're here." Demi said and I snapped out of my trance to see a familiar looking house. Suddenly I remembered coming to this house, except instead of the sky being dark, it was the morning.

Demi wanted me to reunite with her husband Wilmer, so after the two hour drive I face this mansion-like house. I had an uneasy feeling because of I wasn't familiar with this house or the area.

Nonetheless I got out of Demi's car and let my converse hit the pavement. I waited for Demi to be by my side and once she gave me a smile we began to walk towards the house.

An odd sense of déjà vu hit me as I made my way up to the front door. As foolish as it sounded all I wanted to do was go back to Maryanne and stay with her. Ever since I awoke from my coma I realized she became a sense of security and realizing that before I was foolish.

I was in love with Ryan and the thought disgusts me. How can I love someone who based out relationship out of pure hate and suffering? No matter how many times he will tell me he loves me, no matter how many times he apologizes, he doesn't deserve me. Falling in love with me is his punishment and if he truly can't live without me then so be it. He deserves it for leaving permanent mental and physical scars on me. For making me feel scared for every moment two years ago. That was an abusive situation, clearly, and even if he has changed he should find someone else who won't have nightmares trying to remember him.

If he gives me reoccurring nightmares, I should know better than to try and fix things with him.

Abuse is not a love story.

(SHADE B) No one can stop me)

Demi opened the door and I was disappointed by the smell of male perfume. This smell didn't belong here, this place had been changed.

"This isn't right." I said with a pout, Demi gave me a side glance before looking at the house. I know how this place is supposed to look like, fun and bubbly. With blue and green, with sunlight pouring out of the curtains.

Instead an ugly shade if red covered the stair case, the furniture was an gold color and the thick curtains were drawn. The red and the gold gave a sense of wealth and I knew the women standing next to me wasn't someone greedy. The place looked intimidating.

"Demi?" I heard a familiar male voice shout, and a man with a beard, wearing some sweatpants came out of I knew as the kitchen.

My heart stopped, and if I had been holding anything it would have dropped from my hands.

"Wilberg?" I said the strange name and a blurry memory came back to me. I was at a coffee shop and I left with him somewhere.

"Alison." Wilberg said walking over to hug me, I hugged him back quite happy to be reunited with this man. Wilmer.

"Where did you go? Are you ok?" Wilmer asked petting my hair cautiously like he was afraid I would break.

"I'm fine. " I answered avoiding his first question, I honestly don't remember where I went.

"Well I guess we can catch up." Wilmer said pulling back and looking into my eyes like he was looking for something.

"We can." I said with a smile, still uncomfortable with the ugly red and gold surrounding me.

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Sorry for not updating I made a new account and I've been posting on it, but you shall never know what it is. *spooky music*

I may update again tomorrow, because I will write the next chapter right after this is posted.

Love from your old gal.

~Talia