Save Me From My Self Destruction

****3 months later****

***Chrissi's POV***

I woke up in a familiar room. But it wasn't Gee's room. It was my old bedroom. The bedroom I had lived in, and hid from my dad, my entire life. I slowly got up, but laid back down as soon as I felt the pain rush through my whole body. I examined my arms, only to see them covered in bruises and cuts. I gathered up all my strength, and walked out of the room, and heard Alice on the phone in the kitchen. Okay, what the actual fuck is happening? I slowly walked into the kitchen, and saw her. She looked perfectly fine, talking on the phone with Erik. No-no this isn't happening. She's dead! How is this even possible? How did I end up here, in the house that I've grown to hate with everything I have? Alice looked at me, and smiled. I slowly backed away, not knowing what to do.

"Chrissi? What's wrong?" the sound of Alice's voice sent shivers down my spine. I hadn't heard that voice in three years.

"A-Alice? I-is that yo-you?" my eyes widened when she slowly nodded her head.

"B-B-But you're d-d-d-dead!"

"Chrissi, what the fuck are you talking about?! I'm not dead!" she seemed a bit startled.

"Wh-wher-wh-where's G-G-Gerard." I stuttered

"Who?" Alice gave me a confused look

"Gerard." I said a bit louder.

"Chrissi, are you okay? Who's Gerard?"

"What do you mean 'who's Gerard?!'" I began to panic.

"Chrissi, Chrissi, you need to calm down. I don't know who you're talking about."

"Gerard's m-my-my husband!" I screamed as my heart began racing

"Chris, I think you need some rest. You're only 17! You don't have a husband! You don't even have a boyfriend!" she patted my back.

"Wh-wha-wha-what are you talking about?!" I screamed

"Chrissi, you're starting to worry me. I think you need some more sleep. If you're still confused
by the time you wake up, I'm taking you to the doctor."

I slowly turned around, and curled myself up in a ball on my bed. I began to sob. The realization was there, and it was as if it slapped my in the face. I knew my life with Gee was too good to be true. I knew it could only happen in fairy-tales. The reality of my life was shit. I had a shit life, with shit parents. I cried even louder this time. It was all a dream. My perfect life with Gee never happened. It was only a fucking dream.

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