Fear Her

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Part 1

Prologue

This is a semi-autobiography based on true events. You'll just have to find out which one is a true account of the true story of Elle, what path did she choose and do parallel worlds exist and did she go down the right one. But that is up to you, the reader.

"Elle are you ok?" Andy asked.
"I'm fine." Elle answered. "What was I saying?"
Two months ago...

Elle
I remember the first time I had my first vision, I was walking to school. It was in a council estate in Ashford, i stopped and I saw it. I gasped at the horror of my own future.
I saw myself in a coffin, I was white. All prim and proper for everyone to see me. I was still quite young, I had very little make up and wearing a black dress. There was a dark shadow on my body, it was a man who was looming over my body, I couldn't see their face but I could feel their remorse upon my body and a tear left their eye and fell upon my cheek.
And then I was here in the office, looking at him the man in my first vision. I knew it was him I didn't know what it was but it scared me, I was a little scared as to what was going to happen next. People kept on mentioning certain things, I was a little out of sorts. My manager Andrew was in my vision I knew it was him he was looking at me remorsefully as if he was ready to mourn for me I was afraid, he was looking down at me like he was ready to be taken to the gallows at my very own funeral. I didn't understand as to why this was happening, it wasn't fair not at all. I didn't even realise this was going to happen at all, I was trying to prevent it from happening. I was there in front of him knowing this was just one of the worlds we were living in, it was frustrating that this was world X. There were others of course World Y and so on...

I believed in theory of the parallel worlds; it was called the multiverse. That every decision we made could be altered into a different timeline and this is what was happening in mine. I was having a disciplinary meeting for my vandalism it was all caused by the multiverse all my visions were clouding my judgement by all the what if's. It wasn't helping my judgement by what could be happening on world X or World Y. I had to do something to stop it all by happening and my decisions that were being made. For all I knew I couldn't be dying on World X or World Y but I was going to die on this world, my world.
So I stood there standing there looking at Andrew about to sit down and we started to talk. We were talking about what had happened in the months previously...

6 months ago..

I was coming in having had been at the gym, I was tired. I just scoffed down my lunch and walked in holding my cup of tea as I sat down next to my manager Glenn. I smiled at my other manager who was sitting across from me. I was drinking my tea and we started as the others came in. It was nice having my friends around even if that meant we didn't get the role of team leader and so we were discussing the interview process and how to write a CV. Andy arranged everything, it was a good opportunity to get to know the role. I liked it, it was good practice, I was originally going to get a one to one but I never had one and this was the next best thing. We didn't care we just kept on laughing, it was until then when I came back from my break and I sat down and he said those two questions that I will never forget.

"Elle, you like wine don't you?"
"Yes."
"You have most evenings off this week?"
"Yes."

There was a part of me that knew that I would never forget those words, those questions. I wished at the moment on whom he was talking about, Glenn asked those questions on behalf on someone else in the room. Jimmy was married, Mark was single but had never been interested me in, Glenn was happily married and had kids so that left Andy who was single but he did have a child. He was talking about him. He was talking and speaking of Andy, my manager. My mind was racing, preoccupied over as to what had happened I didn't know what to do with myself so I just shook it away as if nothing had happened even though it did.
I wish for a moment that something could've happened even if it didn't but there was a part of me wanting to know what could have been. This is what could've happened if I wasn't so lightheaded and shook the questions off of my head....

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