Obviously, this is going to be another one of those fantasy stories you see everywhere because it involves Criss Angel. It would be nice if this story was real, but it will only be real in my dreams. Just for everyone's sake, I'm changing my name to Hollie (NOT AFTER HIS EX GIRLFRIEND HOLLY MADISON!) Also, any other characters that are mentioned in this story, their names will be changed as well just for privacy's sake. Also, I don't own anyone in this story! I wish I owned Criss, but I don't. So, for your reading pleasure, I give you... "Sometimes Love Isn't So Magical In The Mind Of The Beholder."

Chapter 1

"If you walk out that door, don't bother coming back, you bitch!"

"I don't want to come back! Ever!" I spat, spinning on the heels of my feet, only to face the man looking at me with rage-filled eyes. "And don't you EVER call me a bitch again!"

"I'll call you any god-damn name I want to call you, you god-damn bitch!" he yelled at me. In a swift motion, he was up and off the couch and grabbed me by the arm so tightly, that made me cry out in pain.

"Ow, Travis, let me go! You're hurting me!"

"How do you like me now, you little bitch? Now you know how I feel! You think you can just leave me like this and not expect me to be upset in the least? Well, you thought wrong, you bitch. You're never going to find another guy like me!"

"You're right," I said, staring up into his dark brown eyes. "I hope to never meet another pathetic asshole of a guy like you ever again!" I gave him a forceful shove and pried him off me, making him fall backwards onto the coffee table as I ran to pick up my bags and got into my car. When he sprinted onto the porch, my hand didn't hesitate once to lock my doors.

"YOU'LL BE BACK!" he roared to me as I started backing out of the driveway with tears streaming down my face making it nearly impossible to see where I was going. "YOU'LL COME CRAWLING BACK TO ME! YOU JUST WAIT AND SEE!" His eyes almost glowing red like they was lit with fire, his face hardened with a cold, angry look upon his face.

That was the last I saw of Travis as I drove away. In my head, I was thanking God that I was able to escape tonight with my life. But I was also questioning myself while making the long drive to the airport. Why didn't I leave Travis a long time ago? Why did I continuously let him abuse me, push me around for so long? Why didn't I back out sooner? The only answer I knew for all these questions was the same: I don't know.

"YOU'LL BE BACK! YOU COME CRAWLING BACK TO ME! YOU JUST WAIT AND SEE!" His words still echoed heavily in my mind as I pulled into the airport parking lot and grabbed my bags out of the trunk of the car.

Please, Travis! Leave me alone! I've just left you! Stay out of my mind and life forever! In the middle of the hot 79ยบ weather, it finally hit me that, for once in my life, I was taking a stand for myself! I was defending myself! How do you like me now, Travis? How does it feel not being able to control somebody you claim you "love?" Once inside the airport, I made my way across the lobby and to the ticket counters.

"Hello. Where would you like a ticket for tonight?" the lady behind the counter asked me.

"Give me the next plane ticket for Las Vegas, please." I said.

"Well, next flight leaves in half an hour at 6:30 and the cost will be $400. Shall I book you that ticket?" "That'll be fine, thank you." After getting my ticket and having my body and shoes scanned by TSA, I went to the metal detector. Airport security went as smooth as it could of gone, with the metal detector going off only once because of some spare change in my pocket and before I knew it I was sitting in my terminal, waiting for my plane to begin boarding.

"Where are you headed?" I heard a voice near me say.

"What?" I replied back thoughtlessly despite the fact I didn't know who was talking to me. "Where are you headed? Something must've happened. You don't see a pretty girl such as yourself going around on flights at night often."

I looked to my right and saw an older woman probably in her mid-fifties sitting two seats down from me. She seemed harmless enough; someone to talk to. It didn't take much after a "Hi" for me to start telling my life story.

"Well... I'm leaving for Las Vegas. I got into an argument with my boyfriend earlier and I'm leaving him. He was quite abusive and to be honest, I don't know why I didn't leave him earlier. And to be even more honest, I was quite surprised I was able to leave him with my life tonight. He always scared me from the get-go, but I always thought in the end that he actually loved me. He made me feel wanted for, cared for, needed, and especially loved," I laughed once after saying that once. "I guess the joke was on me, though."

"All that matters is that you finally smarted up and left the guy before he actually did kill you. But what confuses me is why did you fall for him in the first place?" "I don't really know." There goes that same damn answer. "I guess his charm and charisma just pulled me in until it was too late."

"Well, I'm just glad you made it out alive. I hope that if you find love again that the next guy treats you nice, the way you deserve." she said to me with a smile on her face. "Flight number 187 Dallas, Texas to Las Vegas, Nevada is now boarding."

"Thanks for listening to me," I told the nice lady as I stood up to board the plane. "It was nice being able to talk to somebody who wouldn't judge me so I could vent some of my feelings."

"Not a problem, dear. I'm an excellent listener. I hope your life turns out better starting now." she replied, still smiling.

I wasn't really sure what to say to that, so I just waved goodbye and boarded the plane, grabbing a seat in the very back so I could be far away from the five other people on the flight.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are about ready to take off so please buckle your seat belts and enjoy your flight." the captain said over the intercom.

Goodbye, Dallas, hello Las Vegas. Hopefully I'll have a better life in Vegas than I did in Dallas.

Little did I know that when I landed in Las Vegas that a new, better, exciting, confusing life was awaiting my arrival.

El finito of chapter one! I know, I know... it was really short for the first chapter, but it was also kind of the prologue so bear with me! I promise that as the story goes on, the chapters WILL get longer! Like always, reviews are appreciated so I can tell if people will actually be interested in the story or not!

Xoxo!

Khemi