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ROXIRI

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You wake up and scream because you've had a nightmare. But when your eyes focus and there's blood on the ceiling and you're still wearing that damned black dress, you realize you'd rather be dreaming again. Floating on clouds, eating divine chocolate cake, anything…anything…please, anything other than this. You'll take anything to get away from this living, breathing nightmare. If only the person haunting your nightmares was still living and breathing.

If only the brakes had worked; if only the roads had been dry; if only the monitor hadn't screeched at the dying heartbeat. If only he'd stayed away from the car; if only he'd stopped, and looked. If only the other people in the other car speeding down the slippery dark road had stopped and looked. If only…if only, if only, IF ONLY!

You lay your head in your hands and scream. You're shaking, with rage, with helplessness, with terror. You're screaming and crying and you want him to save you but you couldn't even save him. He doesn't blame you, but you don't know that. He wasn't choking back sobs as he took his last breaths because he was in pain. He was sobbing because he wondered if you blamed him.

You look up at the ceiling, tears dripping from your face and onto the bed sheets, tiny black mascara tear drops. The blood on the ceiling from the night before. The night you went crazy; the night everything was a blur and your friends tried to calm you from your hysterical screaming sobs.

You can almost see his face in the blood stained walls. You can almost hear his voice…see his smile…hear his laugh. You scream and tear your eyes away from the worst memories of the worst night ever.

You wonder where the voice in your head came from, but it doesn't matter. You're already crazy.

And now that it's all over, you drop to your knees and cry your heart out.

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DEDICATED TOO:
xaemee .
for writing awesome stuff
and for being awesome
and for awesomely being
awesome while being awesome.

Yeah.

IN MEMORII OF:
pablo, the spanish --class mouse,
who wamsly STEPPED ON
during german class.

AUTHORS NOTE:
I LOVE writing in this POV. It's
So freakin fun! Especially since
It's easiest to write ANGST! fics
with this POV. I wrote this during
math class. HA!