♡ True Hated Love ♡// {|Conavin|} ✔

Chapter 20

Day five (final.)

C o n n o r

The rest of the night went by fairly quickly. Hank ate the meal I prepared, showered and then went to bed. I stayed up for a few more hours and then went to bed at about nine o'clock.

It's going to be a big day tomorrow. As well as I'm off tomorrow hence why we're all able to do this at 11 in the morning.

I slowly lower myself onto the bed.

Although I've went over it multiple times in my head; there's still that 'what if'.

What if he doesn't come?

What if he doesn't like the party?

What if he says no?

I shake my head gently. 'No, don't think about that Connor. It'll only make you worry more.'

I sigh gently and lay down on top of the covers of my bed. I don't know if I'll be able to get much sleep tonight either.

I keep continously worrying about Gavin; I honestly feel like I'm starting to lose my mind.

- - - -

I glance around the forested area.

'Where in the world am I?' I look down at my hands and move my fingers.

"At least I'm still in control of my body. But, what is happening right now?"

Is this what humans call a dream. This dreaded forested dense area. It seems to almost go on forever. I can't even see the sky much above the tall trees.

"Connor! No, stop!"

'Hank?' I glance in the direction I heard his voice from and start walking. I can hear Hank arguing against me. His voice continues to grow louder until I'm right in front of him.

"Con, please. Don't do this. You're risking losing valuable memories." The past version of me glances back to Hank.

I can see the pain in my eyes and the sadness in Hanks'.

"Hank, I can't do this. I don't want to be a deviant." My past voice comes out as a whisper; a broken whisper. Faint tears track down my face as my past self glances at the edge.

I can feel my thirium pump beating so rapidly in my chest. "Why am I seeing this," I whisper sadly.

"To show you what could happen." I glance around looking for where the female voice came from. It's very loud and commanding; protruding.

"You can't see me. I'm more of something like your conscious, or rather - a spirit?"

I nod my head gently and stop the flow of my tears as I glance back in the direction of my past self.

"You're telling me I may do this in the future?" There's no response for a while as the memory in front of me seems to pause.

"Asking Gavin out will result in consequences."

I glance up at the sky and sigh gently.

"Con! Fuck! No Connor!" Hank's sudden loud outburst startles me as I glance over in time to see my past self jump right over the side of the cliff.