Charlotte's Time Machine [COMPLETED]

Back home

The night before the morning I dreaded, I couldn't get any sleep. My eyes were wide open. My mind was all over the place. My ears would become sensitive at the slightest noise coming from outside.

I kept watching the hall outside the cell. I kept thinking about the moment where guards would walk up and take me to my death. I was waiting for a shadow to move or appear but it was still night. So I had to sit and anticipate the time they're coming from me.

I wanted to sleep but how could I? I couldn't stop thinking about how I messed up. How I couldn't talk to Olivia and professor one last time to apologize for ruining the past and probably effecting our present.

I wanted to apologize to James for dragging him along and putting him through so much right after his grandfather passed away. I couldn't help but worry about him and think of his whereabouts. As far as I know, he is missing.

What if something happened to him from John? What if John managed to turn things around during the fight, and overpowered James? What if James got thrown in the river or John is keeping him captive? What if James is dead?

I couldn't help but think of all the horrifying possibilities and pray to god that he'll be okay.

Then my mind drifted to Zoe. The fear and the traumatizing feeling that she's feeling right now, I can't ever imagine it on a little girl. Is she in pain right now? Is she crying in Veronica's arms right now because of a nightmare she had?

Does she think I'm the one that tried to hurt her...? Her mind must be all over the place that I wouldn't imagine her not believing it, since that's what everybody around her is saying. Everyone believes I did, including Veronica.

My thoughts were mostly about her and how much pain she was in when she talked to me.

''I hate you...'' She whispered with a broken tone as she clenched her stomach and held back her sobs.

''I trusted you!'' Her mood changed and a voice that resembled a demon came out. She gritted her teeth and wiped away her tears as they kept falling. As they keep falling. ''I hope you die tomorrow... with so much pain. You don't deserve my love.''

I couldn't help but have these words stuck in my head. I don't blame her; she thinks I was trying to hurt her daughter, to kill her.

Although, it pains me... to see her believe every word they were saying and not give me the chance to explain myself. With no doubts, I feel a strong connection towards her. The little time we spent together with me as her maid, made us closer.

I would read for her and she would read for me. I would help her put her clothes on, watch her eat her meals so gracefully, like a woman then watch her train in case of a battle, like a fighter. I remember when my heart stopped and the day I woke up, she throw a sword at me to help her train.

I recalled the day she helped me bath before the welcoming party and when I bathed her sometime after as her maid. The night she came with Alex to the cabin and we talked things out, we had dinner and managed to joke around and have fun that night.

Those little moments I will forever cherish. I want nothing more than to have more time with her, to have more moments like that.

But no, she told me she loved me the day of her wedding then hate me the day afterwards. And my heart was breaking because all I ever want is for her to know the truth. How I didn't do it but she was too hurt to listen.

My eyes drifted to the hall outside my cell to notice a shadow moving and with a racing heart, I watched a figure appear in front of me. He wasn't dressed in a guard's attire which made me confused of who he is. I couldn't see well from the darkness with only the moon light shinning through the small hole on the wall.