Fantasies
Thirty-Four; Losing Your Love
Brian
My head went in circles. I could hear Darlie's voice thought she wasn't around. I yelled for her name, but I just heard her yell my name in an angry tone.
"Darlie, I'm sorry!" I yelled, bursting into tears. I bit down on my pillow as I saw a shadow coming my way. It must be Darlie. My head kept spinning as my eyes shut tightly.
"Brian, I love you so much." she said. She was dressed in a white gown. She walked barefoot and in a slow pace. Her hair was a dark brown colour and it stopped near her breasts. She looks so pail and fragile.
"Darlie, Darlie, get-get away from her!" I yelled. Mr.Vergario made his way towards her, taking a gun in his hands and pointing it her way. I feel weak and trapped. I can't move. "Darlie, get away from him."
"I can't move, Brian. I love you, remember that." she told me. Her voice is calm, it doesn't seem worried. She acts as if this is what she deserves, as if she's prepared. Dark circles surround her eyes, as if she's dead.
A shot goes through her chest, making her bright white gown stain in red. She slightly smiles my way and then collapses.
"Darlie! No, Vergario! Don't do this to her!"
Her body is on the floor, covered in her own blood. I scream and scream, trying to get enough strength to get to her. But I can't. I feel as if I'm being held back by some force.
"Brian?" a voice from above me asks. It's Matt's voice, "Brian, what the hell did you take?!" he asks.
I mumble words that I can't even make out.
"Brian, listen to me, you need to breath, alright. Zach, call the ambulance. He took something."
"Darlie's dead. Vergario shot her because of me. Because I wasn't there for her. Look over there. She's covered in blood." I cry out.
"Brian, listen to me, Darlie's not dead. I need you to calm down. Be there for Darlie."
"No, let me die. Darlie's now dead. I want to be dead too."
"Brian!" he smacks me across the face. Something about it wakes me up slightly, but Darlie's bloody image startles me once more.
"Darlie!" I scream, my eyes widening as I look at the image in front of me.
"God, Zach, did you call?!"
"Yeah, they're on their way." Zachy yells back.
"Darlie, I'm sorry I did this to you. I love you too much."
My head went in circles. I could hear Darlie's voice thought she wasn't around. I yelled for her name, but I just heard her yell my name in an angry tone.
"Darlie, I'm sorry!" I yelled, bursting into tears. I bit down on my pillow as I saw a shadow coming my way. It must be Darlie. My head kept spinning as my eyes shut tightly.
"Brian, I love you so much." she said. She was dressed in a white gown. She walked barefoot and in a slow pace. Her hair was a dark brown colour and it stopped near her breasts. She looks so pail and fragile.
"Darlie, Darlie, get-get away from her!" I yelled. Mr.Vergario made his way towards her, taking a gun in his hands and pointing it her way. I feel weak and trapped. I can't move. "Darlie, get away from him."
"I can't move, Brian. I love you, remember that." she told me. Her voice is calm, it doesn't seem worried. She acts as if this is what she deserves, as if she's prepared. Dark circles surround her eyes, as if she's dead.
A shot goes through her chest, making her bright white gown stain in red. She slightly smiles my way and then collapses.
"Darlie! No, Vergario! Don't do this to her!"
Her body is on the floor, covered in her own blood. I scream and scream, trying to get enough strength to get to her. But I can't. I feel as if I'm being held back by some force.
"Brian?" a voice from above me asks. It's Matt's voice, "Brian, what the hell did you take?!" he asks.
I mumble words that I can't even make out.
"Brian, listen to me, you need to breath, alright. Zach, call the ambulance. He took something."
"Darlie's dead. Vergario shot her because of me. Because I wasn't there for her. Look over there. She's covered in blood." I cry out.
"Brian, listen to me, Darlie's not dead. I need you to calm down. Be there for Darlie."
"No, let me die. Darlie's now dead. I want to be dead too."
"Brian!" he smacks me across the face. Something about it wakes me up slightly, but Darlie's bloody image startles me once more.
"Darlie!" I scream, my eyes widening as I look at the image in front of me.
"God, Zach, did you call?!"
"Yeah, they're on their way." Zachy yells back.
"Darlie, I'm sorry I did this to you. I love you too much."
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