I look in front of me.
The photo.
This photo that changed space in time, the line I once laughed at.
I drop it and watch it sink to the floor, and it lay motionless.
I look around me and see the surroundings clear of anyone, with the slightest bit of hope I start to imagine none of these events will take place.
The door opens.
I know what's going to happen.
The butterfly still stays on the bucket, not moving to the sink like it did in the other timeline.
I see it fly to the ground, as if it's waiting for something.
I remember the hammer under the janitors cart, and get an idea.
I hear the yelling from the other side of the bathroom, and cringe.
This shouldn't be happening. It shouldn't.
I move the janitors cart and slowly, carefully, grab the hammer.
BANG
The gun sounded.
SMASH
I loom over the now dead butterfly. It doesn't move. It doesn't try to get up.
I grab the photo from the floor.
Just incase.
I'm in front of Chloe's casket. Friends and family are around.
When it is lowered, I feel nothing.
I don't smile.
I can't handle it.
In my dorm I see the photo from across the room, but something is missing.
I pick it up.
The butterfly is gone.
It's been two months and I'm still not over her.
I never will be.
I look at the photo that sits in it's usual spot on my desk, and temptation gets the best of me.
I focus on it.
I'm back. Back to this insane day.
I look around the bathroom and see that there is no trace of a butterfly here.
I hear the door open and prepare myself for what's about to happen.
I zone out and imagine all of the possibilites.
I zoned out so much I had barely registered the gunshot.
But this time, I don't hear Nathan rambling.
I hear Chloe yelling at Nathan.
A door slams.
I get out of my hiding spot and I look at Chloe, and her looking back at me with shock.
I don't hold back anything as I run up to hug her.
She was the only thing I needed.
I see everything blur around me. Memories I once knew were destroyed, and replaced.
I saw a memory of us on the beach, and then I had a realization.
The storm didn't happen.
