Hiya!!! This is my new story! Ah! I'm so excited for this! You can read this without reading my first book, but reading the first book will mean this book makes a lot more sense, so please read my first book first. I'm going shopping tomorrow, even though I have like no money, and then I'm sleeping over my friend's house, so I won't be able to update this weekend, but it's now half term so I'll probably update a lot this week, depending on how much I write on paper first.
My mum's dyeing my hair tonight! I'm naturally brunette, but she's dyeing it blonde. She wouldn't let me home-dye it, but she's a hair dresser, so she's doing it for me. I've been cleaning all day so she'll give me some money for shopping, and Maisie's been at work, and she earnt £60! I'm so jel, I'll probably only get about £20, if that! But at least we got an extra day off school today!
I've finished cleaning now and I don't know what to do, so I'm updating! So here's the first chappie guyzzzz!
Ta-ta for now!
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Liam's POV
I stood in the familiar hallway I visited every night. The glass from the bursting windows still scattered the floors, sharp and dangerous. For some reason I was barefoot. Caitlin stood opposite me on the other side, smiling. She had bare feet too, but the glass didn't seem to bother her.
'C'mon, Liam!' she called. 'Follow me! C'mon, c'mon!'
She turned and skipped away like a little kid, off into the darkness. I took a step forward but flinched away as the glass cut at my foot. I had to follow her, though. I had to make sure she was safe.
I started running after her, trying my best to ignore the pain. I crossed the hallway and suddenly found myself at the foot of a large hill. Caitlin was crawling up it. I sighed, starting to climb, hissing whenever the many nettles stung my skin. I fought against the strong winds, determined to get to my love.
After what felt like hours of climbing, I finally reached the top of the hill and found myself on a cliff looking over the sea. Jagged rocks lay at the foot of the cliff, determined to make a good job of killing anyone who decided to pitch themselves off the edge.
'Catch me Liam,' Caitlin's voice echoed in my mind. I turned around, but found no one there.
'You didn't catch me,' she said, right in my ear. I turned again, to find her standing there. I gasped.
He dress, which had been long, white and flowing, was now torn and grey, stained with mud and blood. Fresh blood was seeping through one of the long sleeves, and her skin was beyond pale. It was grey, with dark circles under her eyes. Her bare feet were cut up and purple with bruises, hair matted with blood.
'I-I'm sorry, C-Cake. I'm so, so s-s-sorry,' I stuttered, tears rolling down my cheeks.
She smiled sadly. 'No, I'm sorry. I love you.'
She leant back, closing her eyes. I cried out, reaching to pull her back, but my hands just seemed to go straight through her. I watched as she fell out of sight, and a few seconds later I heard a gruesome SMACK...
I sat up quickly, soaking in cold sweat and breathing heavily. My heart raced, hammering against my ribs. Tears welled in my eyes, and I drew my knees up to my chest, taking in deep, shaky breaths.
'LiLi?' a voice asked in bed beside me. I smiled softly and looked down at Caitlin. She had been officially mine since bonfire night, the night after we got out of... That Place. She and her family came over to mine, and while the rest of our familes were inside we sat by the fire. It had been so cheeky and cliché, but I didn't care. It was perfect. I suppose we should both thank our families for insisting on us having a distraction.
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