Nightmare

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*MAISIE'S POV*

Silent.

White.

Blinding.

Empty.

Big.

I have no idea where I am.

But I don't like it.

It has an eerie feel to it.

It scares me.

Am I dead?

Or am I alive?

Who knows?

I walk forward.

I feel around.

It doesn't end.

It goes on forever.

Like a warp.

I can't find my way around.

"Hello?"

My voice echoes.

No one answers.

I try again.

"Hello"

Nothing.

What do I do?

How do I get out?

I'm trapped.

I live in my own nightmare.

And it won't stop.

I hear whispers.

Faint whispers.

From far away.

Muttering.

I can't make them out.

But they're there.

Following me.

"Maisie"

Who was that?

I twist around.

White.

That's all I see.

"Maisie"

It says louder.

There it goes again.

I recognise that voice.

It can't be.

It's Karla.

Karla Carter.

My mother.

I search frantically for her.

I see a ghost.

In the distance.

"Mum?"

She comes closer.

"Maisie, darling"

Her voice is weak.

I reach out to touch her.

I can't.

She is a ghost.

Gone.

Forever.

"Where am I mum?"

She reaches out to caress my cheek.

Why can she touch me but I can't touch her?

"Heaven"

So i'm dead?

Oh my god.

Niall.

Zayn.

Harry.

Leah.

Vikki.

Jaelyn.

Sienna.

Louis.

What would they all think?

That i'm a suicidal whore?

Attention seeker?

Worthless?

I can see it already.

My funeral.

Empty.

No one.

No tears shed.

No hearts broken.

Alone.

"Am I dead?"

I studied her features before she replied.

"Not quite"

What does that mean?

"Your close to death"

Oh god.

"Will I survive?"

Do I want to survive?

I don't know.

"Yes darling. It's not your time. Let this be a lesson to you. People care. You don't want to die"

People care?

No one has ever cared.

Only my parents.

But they're gone.

Sienna?

She might care.

Louis?

Obviously not.

But what I do know.

Is that I love him.

I really do.

I'm in love with Louis William Tomlinson.

I need to survive.

I'm going to pull through.

Then my mother disappeared.

Again.

Just like all those years ago.

(SO THIS WAS A BIT DIFFERENT! IT WAS BASICALLY MAISIE'S DREAM/NIGHTMARE. SHE IS IN A COMA SORT OF THING. IT WILL GO BACK TO NORMAL NEXT CHAPTER! ENJOY!)

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