Gotham City
In The Sky
Friday Nov 13 10:27 p.m.
Caroline
I opened my eyes. We weren't falling, we were flying.
I can't really explain the feeling. It's like you're awake but it's a dream because your mind knows it's impossible to fly but your heart knows that's exactly what you're doing.
When we landed reality hit me. I was just trapped in a building with only one window in a room with creepy hanging pictures of me and I was drugged or something and I woke up with cuts blood all over me and Zayn.. ZAYN. Where's Zayn?! And then me and you who I don't even know just FLEW out of a three-story building. What the heck?!!" While pacing in the street I didn't notice I wasn't talking to anybody.
My head was spinning, I sat down on the sidewalk and cried. I needed to cry. Again I was saved by someone and wasn't even paying enough attention to find out who he was. All I got is a superhero costume and sparkling eyes like Zayn's.
More tears fell thinking of Zayn. He could have the same ending as Nicole. And it's partly my fault because I stopped loving him.
10:45 p.m.
It's getting late, I waved my hand for a cab and it pulled up. I have the driver the adress of my apartment building, looking out the window the whole ride.
Caroline's Apartment
11:00 p.m.
I took off my shoes and threw them at my apartment wall. I put my hair in a loose bun and started to take off my jeans.
The big gash down my leg was gone. I took off my long sleeved shirt as well, no cut on my wrist. I looked in the mirror-- no scrapes on my face.
Was today even real? Did I even leave my apartment with Zayn earlier?
The one who saved me must've been imagination; here's no magic in Gotham-- just evil.
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