Here is the beginning of my story. I know it is really really really short but I'm just getting it started. Review!!!!!!!!
Emily woke with a start. It was just a dream, she told herself. Things did not end that way. She was replaying the events that took place in Mexico over and over in her head. In her dream she and Matt didn't escape. The machetes did their job. They killed Matt first, and then her. That is when she woke up. But that didn't happen. Her and Matt got out. Matt is okay.
Emily sighed and turned on the light. Then she turned and looked over at the other side of her bed. She had expected to see Matt. She didn't know why, but she did. Instead, all that lay there was the pillow that Matt usually slept on. They almost died days ago, you would expect Matt to be here with Emily to make sure that she was okay. But he wasn't.
Emily had foolishly broken up with him. Why? She did not know. At the time she had just gotten out of the hospital for her injured arm and arrived back home in LA. It was only 34 hours after the border incident. She was physically and emotionally exhausted. Matt drove her home and that is when her emotions boiled over. She broke up with him. She still couldn't figure out why she did that. But she did. She told him that they should go back to being just partners. Matt had a stunned look as she walked away. Emily had expected him to say something, but he didn't. Then when they were back at work two days later, she had expected him to talk some sense into her, but he didn't.
This was where Emily was now, alone in her room, waking up with nightmares, and missing Matt. Mexico scared her. She felt shattered and broken. And with Matt gone, she had no one to put her back together.
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