Trevor's POV

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It's nearly time. Nearly time until I am free and nearly time until I am away from this encapsulating hellhole that I have been stuck in. I would be lying to you if I said I hadn't dreamed of my freedom. Of seeing my parents. Of being able to feel the wind in my hair and to hear the birds. Of being able to finally be me. Of finally being able to meet Kian if he was still alive. So many things that I have missed and have wanted to do and I know that my plan will work. It was easy. I faked being incredibly sick and she provided me with the medication that she thought would help. I know that as I take pill after pill that this was my only solution to get out of here. This is the level that I had to sink to in order to be able to escape her. I know that as I write my maybe last letter to Kian, the effects and the aftermath plague my mind and I know that I'm hoping I will wake up. I know as slowly everything becomes dark and everything slowly becomes quieter and more distance, I know that I am becoming free. This is my escape. 

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