She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

194 Dream Or Memory

Scarlett's POV

My belly is empty. The first thing I feel when my mind wakes up, is the horrifying emptiness. Not just my belly. My whole body is emptied by the long, dark dream that trapped me.

Sebastian was in it. So was Ava, Jack Fuller, Anna Fuller, Damian Vanderbilt... They tangled into the shadow that wrapped me up so tightly that I couldn't breath. But I couldn't die in my dream, so I could only suffocate over and over, like buried alive in my coffin, watching my life passing by in front of my eyes. Literally. In my dream I wasn't Scarlett, I was a specter watching the little Scarlett suffering through all the lies, the harm, the pain, and blood, all the way till the kid lured her into the dark woods, passing that, and then the crashed car. It wasn't a dream. It was all real. It was my memory. I couldn't remember anything from the car crash, but I did witness it. And in this deep dream, I saw my own memory. I keep my eyes closed, trying to savor the dream that's fading fast. Effort in vain.

All I could grab on was a pair of purple eyes. They weren't mine. They are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in this world.

They belong to my mom. I just know.

If only I could be with her by now. I have nothing left to live for.

""She's awake!"

Someone shouts. Their voice is really loud, ringing in my head, and giving me a headache. I frown, waving my hand to chase them away. But they won't leave.

"Her finger! Her finger moved!"

"Shut up! Of course she could move! She isn't dead! She's just sedated!"

the other way around. There is too much pain in my mind and I cannot bear it. I wish I could wake up to the day lost in those woods, and stay lost there, so all the pain that followed wouldn't be there. I wish I didn't wake up in the car crash and leave this dark world with the

don't want to wake

I ever get what

blink. Even before my eyes could focus,

her neck for a look at me. On my other side

Aurora bends to me as the bed under me rising slowly. Her

her shoulder, looking at me with

happy for my survival, it's these two. But they are not happy. They seem relieved at my waking up, but in their eyes

could barely find my voice when I opened

silences

comes up a

in his

her: "Scar, you fell down the stairs with a cut on your arm. Do you

What happened?

dare she stand there as if innocent?! She intruded MY house and she tried to kill

She killed my baby!

into our house and

in your hand!" Sebastian urges,

of my lungs: "You let her in! You

him in the head, breaking into pieces. A