this is a bad cliche'story

chapter 7

White. Everything was white. The walls, the floor, the rainbow and the stars.

All i could see was white.

Am i dead?

Was that i got to do in my life?

At least i died after standing up for myself against Christopher.

Dumb. Stupid. Im such a fool. He will probably tell everyone that i ran straight into his arms and i insisted to go faster.

But what if he's dead too. I hope so. I don't want to die alone. The thought of him dying too felt very comforting.

I got up and took another look around, i looked at myself. I had a white dress on, white high heels and my hair was white. Is white the new thing? I hope it is. I like fashion trends.

I walked around for a bit, i touched the rainbow, it felt so good. I wish i could tell my princesses aka Mia, Pia and Sia about it. They would probably jump up and down and dance with me while Anaconda plays in the background.

I also wonder if Wia is sad or happy. The bitch is probably happy, i always tried to be her friend but apparently her standards are too high for me.

And what about Dia and Mr Maria? What about my parents and maids.

Who gets to have all my designer clothes and nail polishes?

I walked around the room while tracing my fingers on the while walls. Million thoughts were going through my head but the heart wants what it wa a a a a nts.

“come back to me please” a voice said.

“please come back, I need you!”

“Kia, babe please don’t leave me alone”

“Kiki, the world wont be the same without you”

“you need to wake up babe, please”

I recognized the voice to be Christopher.

“if you can hear me please give me a sign. Uh .. move your hand a bit” he said.

I looked down at my hand. Where is the voice coming from? Are there speakers between wherever Christo is and wherever I am?

 If I moved my hand does it mean it Christo will see it too? Are there cameras too? Speakers and cameras, wow.

I moved my hand for the sake of it, then I felt my eyes slowly shutting down, I couldn’t control it. one minute they were wide open the next they were closed.

When I finally could open my eyes again, I was laying down in a hospital bed. Once again, in a very white room. I made a mental note to ask Sia, Mia and Pia whether white is the new trend, or no.

Only Christopher was by my side. My family doesn’t care enough, of course they wont be here. And the princesses are probably in school.

“God, I was so worried about you!” Christopher said as he held onto my hand tightly.

“I will tell you everything now, please hear me out” he looked down, I nodded.

“go ahead” I encouraged him.

“her .. your eyes are just like my sisters. They are purple just like hers, same exact color. It was a chilly day and her and my parents were going out. They asked me to go with them but I refused. They rode their bikes and went off, I watched them go and didn’t stop them. Its all my fault I should have had some supernatural power that would have made me know that they were about to die and to stop their death but im just human,. I know I roar sometimes and act like a caveman but sorry to disappoint you queen, im just human.

And when I saw you at school, I liked you so much and wanted to get to know you I didn’t know any other way other than bullying and abusing you so that’s my excuse for it. I mean, why would I just come and introduce myself? That’s not normal, that’s not how people make friends. But I do love you. I love you so so much.” he said. while tearing up a little bit. I cant believe my tough bully is tearing up for me. oh em gee.

“I love you too Christopher” I sobbed.

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stories like this are such a mess. 

the end is soon muahahaha 

you're not gonna miss my non existance humor.