Oh my goodness everyone!!
I'm SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN FOREVER!!!!
We just moved into the house and I've been so busy!
I've been working out for the past almost 10 days, trying to get to 30, preparing for soccer season.
I'm really sorry.
I'm doing this for me, and my coaches that I left behind me, who as always helped me through everything.
They encouraged me to keep working hard, saying I have enough potential to get to the top.
So I'm doing just that.
I want to make a career out of soccer, and I don't care how long or hard hard to have to push myself, because I'm going to do it.
ANNNYYYYYWAYYYYY, enough of my "I'm going to forfill my dream" speech, and on with the story!
TrisPOV
I'm sitting in a chair, in the middle Of nowhere.
I try to stand up, but it's like some force field is keeping me from standing up.
I look around.
I'm in the middle of a dried out field, then everything goes black.
A figure stands quite a bit in front of me.
I squint my eyes trying to make our who it is.
It's my mother
"MOM!" I yell. She doesn't move.
I get a good look at her, and her brown hair is all in a huge tangle, her eyes tear streaked, her clothes covered in blood.
She looks down at the ground, then looks dead at me.
Her face is covered in bloody scratches.
I scream.
"MOM! MOM!"
It's no use.
Another figure appears next to her.
Dad.
He is as pale as a ghost, no sign of life within him.
"DAD!!!" I scream.
He just stares at me like Mom is.
Then someone appears directly in my face.
I jump out of my own skin.
It's Marcus.
To his left is Peter.
I look to the right, and Tobias stands, there, his eyes full in tears, staring at me with fear in his eyes.
"TOBIAS!!" I scream.
He cries harder.
Marcus backs up a little bit, standing up straight.
"You killed me." I hear someone say.
I look to the side and my Mom is standing there.
"No..." I say.
"Yes you did!" She yells.
"You could've have kept me from leaving. But you didn't. YOU KILLED ME." She yells at me.
I pull and tug trying to get free from the chair, "I didn't kill you!!.." I breathe, my throats all scratchy from all the screaming and crying.
"You could have helped me." Says a males voice.
I turn to the other side, and Dad is staring at me.
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Maybe Tomorrow (completed)
FanfictionTris moves to Chicago with her Dad and brother, Caleb, after the death of her mother in a car crash, and a tough breakup. She never had as much money as everyone else, and wasn't what everyone wanted her to be. But of course, she is someone who neve...
