~Follow up to Ally's side of My Girlfriend & My Mistress~
You've been living in Florida with your Fiancèe Ally for the past year. You're both still settling into your new lives here, adjusting to your new workplace and planning your wedding and eve...
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"Ally? Ally!"
Your fiancèe comes rushing into the living room.
"What's wrong baby?! What is it?"
She attempts to console you as you dissolve into uncontrollable sobbing.
"Are you hurt? Look at me, did somebody hurt you?"
"W-Wilhemina's here."
The colour quickly drains from Ally's already pale face.
"What? What do you mean? S-she can't be here, that's not possible. She's running the old offices, after the merger Alan left her in charge remember-"
"I saw her, Ally! I just saw her, s-she's been pretending to be Hannah's girlfriend and now Hannah fucking hates me..."
Ally abruptly stands up and rushes out of the room, charging upstairs.
"Ally, wait!"
You clamber off the couch and run after her. As you approach your bedroom you can hear her throwing things out of the cupboard and onto the floor.
"What the fuck are you doing? Please don't throw me out-"
The older brunette lets out an unnerving laugh. "Throw you out?"
You freeze when you see what she's been looking for.
"Ally, what are you doing?"
"I'm going to blow her fucking head off!" She checks the safety on the gun before putting it into her bag on the bed and making her way out the room.
"Jesus Ally! Y-you don't even know where she lives-"
She whips herself round, causing you to crash into her on the landing.
"Tell me where she is, now! Tell me!"
"No!"
"Are you protecting her?"
Sort of.
"I don't want you to go to fucking prison! You're not a murderer Ally, if you do this she wins!"
"How can she win when she's fucking dead?!"
"Stop it Ally, you're scaring me!"
Suddenly you become short of breath, you thump a fist against your chest as you wheeze - desperately trying to take the next breath.
A sharp pain shoots through your hip as you drop to the floor, catching yourself on the staircase.
You can only hear muffled noises in the background as you finally manage to take in a breath. Ally is gripping your head in her hands but you can't see her properly.
Just breathe, it's okay, just breathe!
You take another breath in and everything comes back into focus.
"Baby! Can you hear me?!" Ally exhales her relief as you manage to give her a nod. "Shit...I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's okay."
You let your heavy head fall into Ally's chest as she rocks you.
******** Your eyes snap open and blink into the darkness. You feel around over your bedside table to turn on your lamp, pulling yourself up and leaning back onto the large quilted bed frame. You wince at the slight pain in your right hip as you shift your position.
I was hoping it was all a nightmare.
It's been a couple of years since you've had a panic attack, you thought you'd left them behind - but all the shit that's happened within the last 24 hours has brought back parts of yourself you thought you'd left behind.
"Hi beautiful. How are you feeling?"
Ally slowly approaches the bed and perches herself next you, stroking your (h/c) hair out of your eyes.
"I'm fine. My hip kind of hurts..."
"You hit it when you fell. I'm sorry, it's my fault, I just lost it. I don't want to lose you to that woman, especially not this close to the wedding."
You squeeze her hand, still feeling completely drained. "You're not gonna lose me."
As the words leave your mouth you're not sure you believe them. Yesterday there's no way you would've contemplated spending the rest of your life with anyone except Ally, but seeing Wilhemina again has already started to fuck everything up. __________________ End of part four. I've had a little more time to update these past couple of days, so I've tried to do as much as possible. I know these parts are shorter than I used to write, but I didn'twant to stop writing completely 💜.
