Chapter Twelve, Zyra's POV,

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I want to hold Dawn in my arms and tell her everything is alright even though it's not. She's gone, they probably have taken her to jail. I want her to kiss me again, but even thinking that is treason. I am on the floor, crying for her. When we kissed, I felt like everything could be okay. Now everything is broken. I crawl slowly onto my hospital bed and lay they're, thinking that life could only get better from here. Maybe, just maybe, this is all a dream. Maybe I am asleep. Maybe she is still here lying beside me in real life. I need to get out of this crappy dream. Only then do I realize that if this was a dream, I would've woken up by now. So I cry into my pillow and eventually fall asleep.

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