who are you, my love

Part 2 Chapter4 (God, please save Matthew)

I was woken up this morning by the singing of a lark. Ah! How I love these birds and these mornings on the green gables. I went downstairs in my pajamas and said hello to Marilla and Matthew. I sat down at the table and started eating breakfast. After a while, my foster parents joined me. They also began to eat.

-Anne, how are you on your high school graduation day? - asked Marilla as if nothing had happened.

-HIGH SCHOOL? - I didn't know what she meant - Marilla, after all, it's holiday! And secondly, after the holidays, I'm just starting high school!

-Anne! Don't be silly! You're an adult now, act like a woman your age! - Marilla answered, slightly confused.

-Marilla, leave her alone, this is an important and certainly very stressful day for her - says Matthew quietly.

-But what are you talking about? I'm 16 years old, and it's a vacation!

-AnnE, stop it! I understand this is a stressful event for you, but it doesn't mean you can make such brazen jokes!

We spent the rest of the meal in silence, and I was still wondering what it was all about. It's impossible for Marilla to joke, she never does. Something else must have happened. Maybe I fell down and suffered amnesia and forgot all those years in high school ¿- that's probably the most possible option. I got up from the table, cleaned up after myself and quickly returned to my room. I looked in the mirror and I was amazed. . . My ever-red hair became slightly chestnut-coloured even though I could still see the red strands against the light. My silhouette has become much more feminine, even though I hadn't complained about too small breasts before. I gained some weight, I was no longer a skinny girl, I was just a normal woman. I looked into my wardrobe and almost fainted; all the dresses had buffer sleeves, one more ,the other less. They were all differed from each other in color, cut, pattern. They've all been more beautiful ever since I dreamt of them.

I chose one of them; a green one with delicately buffalo sleeves, with embroidered little red roses. It was perfect! I quickly put it on and pinned my hair high and put on matching red shoes and I went  back downstairs and there were already, ready to go, Marilla, Matthew and. . . Gilbert. God, he is sooooooooo handsome, these few years have only given him charm, made him more mature, but in his eyes I could still see the same thing as always, the sparks of joy that infected him with a smile. I couldn't (or rather didn't want to) stop myself and smiled at him and only at him. We all went into the cab, Marilla tried to hide it, but I saw her wipe her eyes quietly with a handkerchief. I was still feeling strange because I couldn't remember all this years, but I said I'd take care of it later, or maybe the memories would come back to me by themselves? I didn't have time to think about it anymore because we had already arrived. Matthew, first Marilla and then helped me get out of the cab, and when Gilbert grabbed my hand I felt like a lady. Suddenly, Matthew grabbed his heart, then fell, and it happened so suddenly and unexpectedly that we all stopped for a second. Marilla quickly started calling the hospital and Gilbert started resuscitating my dad, I couldn't lose him, not now. I couldn't lose him. I didn't know what to do with myself, tears were flowing down my cheek. The crowd of onlookers began to surround Matthew, and Gilbert called on them to step back because they're taking Cuthbert's air. But nobody even moved, so I started to drive them away myself until the ambulance arrived. Gilbert was holding me and Marilla tightly by the hand. I felt weird. . . It's like I'm going away. And then I woke up. It was just a dream. . . But it was so tangible, no dream had ever seemed so realistic before. I felt like maybe it was some kind of prophetic dream. . .

As soon as that thought crossed my mind, I ran downstairs. Quickly falling almost over, I fell into the kitchen where I saw Matthew. I almost breathed a sigh of relief, but I noticed that Matthew has some blurred facial expression, looking at me with an absent eyes. . . After which he falls down holding his heart. When I rip my throat off, when i was screaming to Marilla, I pull out my phone. . . I'm calling an ambulance that's coming to our house at a dizzying rate. I pray quietly:

-Please! Not him. . . Not Matthew. . . He's too good. . . Please! Please, take me but leave him! Please!

The ambulance is gone. I can feel Marilla taking my hand. We're going to the station. We're almost running. We're buying tickets. We're getting on the train. We're all sitting in the back. We cuddle up to each other, and mumble words of comfort. As soon as the train stops, we jump out of it as fast as we can. We're getting in the cab. We're rushing the cabbie. We're gonna run to the hospital. We find the room where Matthew lies.

-He was lucky - after the doctor's words, at the same time we sigh with relief - a few minutes, and he would die.

I can't believe this, this dream. . . I don't know how I dreamt it, but I'm grateful. I don't know to who or what, but I'm unimaginably grateful.

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After a few days Matthew left the hospital and everything went back to normal, except that Marilla and I had to do more work ourselves. But that quickly changed, because soon Gilbert, Diana, Jerry and Moody joined us, and helped us with the work, which went faster and we were not bored at all.

The days passed so quickly and so nicely that I almost forgot about Gilbert's birthday! And for this occasion I'm going to prepare something amazing.

Oh, not long after his birthday, school starts! How lucky to have Gilbert, me,Diana, Jerry and Ruby in the same class! I can't wait. . . It promises to be a great days full of adventures!

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im not really proud of these, but hope u enjoy it! idk when ill post new chapter, i'll try to write it as soon as i can <333333 

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