A/N: Welcome back to a brand-new chapter! Hopefully things will be a bit clearer once you finish reading this chapter.
In this chapter, I have written the Doctor much darker than usual, and I apologize in advance if he seems too dark/out-of-character, but again it makes sense for him, as he's lost his daughter, not knowing if he'll ever get her back. Because of this, this chapter may feel a bit awkward to read, but I promise things will gradually get better as the story progresses.
Anyway, on with the chapter :)
Chapter 4: Family Crisis
I quietly follow my mother into the TARDIS, a feeling of uneasiness growing in the pit of my stomach of how she and my father will react to my story. My worst fear at this point is that they'll think of my story as an outrageous one rather than a rational one. I mean, who in their right mind would actually believe that the world we all live in is a simulated reality, exactly like in The Matrix film series? The more I think about it, the more nervous I feel about sharing this theory, especially knowing that the Doctor and River Song are not the types of people that would believe in that sort of thing. Even still, it can't hurt to at least try, right?
"Well?" my father says in a seemingly irritated tone from the elevated platform, interrupting my thoughts. "Aren't you going to say it?"
"Say what?" I frown at him, puzzled as to what he's talking about. That you're being a major asshole right now? I add in my head, beginning to feel a bit irked by his rude behavior since we met. I know he's upset about losing his daughter, but that doesn't mean he should be a dick and take his anger out on everyone else. It's just not like him.
"That it's bigger on the inside?" he confirms in a tone like it should be obvious, gesturing around the inconceivable vastness of the Control Room. "Everyone usually says that right about now."
"Do I have to say it?" I scoff, not appreciating this feeling of being entitled to everything he says, especially when I am already well used to the TARDIS's vast interior. "I already said I was familiar with the TARDIS. I don't see any point in pretending otherwise."
"No, of course not," he huffs, sarcasm dripping off of his tongue. "Seeing as you already know so much about me, I should've known you'd know just as much about my TARDIS as well. How stupid of me."
"Doctor," River says pointedly, also clearly disapproving of her husband's rude behavior toward me. However, he pays her no mind as he sighs again and goes back to his sulking at the console, carelessly flipping dials and switches as he does so.
I glance back at her, giving her a 'what the freak is his problem?' look (despite already knowing the answer to that question), and she responds by giving her own sigh and saying while laying an apologetic hand on my shoulder, "I'm sorry. He's usually not like this."
"I know," I nod. "Believe me, I know." From my experiences with my real father, he rarely acts like this, and even when he does, it doesn't last very long, at least until we call him out on it. However, one thing that makes this Doctor different from my Doctor is that this Doctor isn't at all fazed by our calling him out on his bullshit, no matter what we do, which makes me both sad and angry.
"Ever since our daughter…" River starts, but then she pauses, seeing her husband seemingly shudder at the word. "Things have been hard, especially for him. He doesn't like talking about it, but…" She sighs again, seeming to fight back tears.
"What happened?" I ask again, this time to River, whispering it so as for her husband not to hear.
However, he ends up hearing me anyway as he snaps at me before his wife has a chance to speak, "I failed! That's what happened. I failed to arrive on time to save her, and…" He pauses again and lifts up a fist, seemingly ready to bring it down hard on one of the control panels, but he stops himself at the last second, bringing his hand up to his face to rub at his eyes instead. "And now she's gone."
"B-But…" I hesitantly begin saying in another attempt to change his mind, "surely she can still be sa—"
"NO!" the Doctor exclaims, this time legitimately slapping the console hard, sending a couple of sparks flying (Damn! Poor Idris…). "She can't! She can never be saved! As I said before, she's been with them for too long! There is no saving her now! It's impossible!"
"Doctor!" River chastises him again for his belligerence.
"River, how many times must I tell you?" he argues, his anger and frustration rising. "Nothing and no one can save our daughter! Not ever! When will you learn to accept that?"
"Excuse me," she groans to me before she says in an insistent tone toward her husband as she storms towards him, "Sweetie, may I have a word with you in private? Now?" Refusing to give him a choice, she grabs him by the wrist and pulls him into a side hallway down the stairs from the elevated platform, much like a mother would to her misbehaving child before punishing him. I awkwardly follow but pause at the side of the console, partially curious as to what they will talk about. Hopefully she'll whoop his ass while they're at it, I think with a huff. He seriously needs to lighten up. This behavior is absolutely ridiculous!
As expected, River gives her punishment to her husband (not a child, though he's definitely acting like one) in the form of a hard slap to his face, which sends him stumbling back a few steps. This all happens from around the corner, but I am still able to see their shadows along the wall behind the archway leading into the hallway.
"Oi!" my father yells disapprovingly, rubbing his cheek. "What was that for?!"
"Wake the hell up, Doctor!" River screams angrily at him. "Can't you see you're being rude to that poor girl?"
"River, we don't even know who 'that poor girl' is! For all we know, you've just let one of them into the TARDIS! Why would you do that?"
"Okay, first of all, I didn't invite her in; you did! Second of all, she's not one of them!"
"How do you know?"
River pauses at the question, seemingly lost for words, though I can't tell if it's from her husband's outrageousness or that she genuinely doesn't know how to respond to the question. "I…"
"How could you possibly know she's not one of them, River?" the Doctor continues like she hadn't said anything at all (and technically she didn't). "How does she know so much about us? Where do you think she's gotten all that information, eh? There is only one place she could've gotten that information from, and that's from them! She couldn't have gotten all of that from anyone else!"
"Doctor, please, listen to me!" River begins protesting again, seemingly finding her voice again. "I really think she can help us!"
"To what, send us to our graves?" he scoffs at her. "That's all the Silence have ever done! That's all she's ever done!" At this, I can't decide if he's talking about me or about Nova—his Nova, the one who turned to the Dark Side, much like Anakin Skywalker when he became Darth Vader. "When will you ever learn, River? She can't be saved!"
"If you'll just give her a chance—" River tries once more, but her husband interrupts her yet again.
"No! I can't trust anybody else! No one but you! I've tried everything! I am done trying! It's over, River! Our daughter is gone! She's never coming back! No one can save her, certainly not that girl! She needs to go!"
His words hit me in the chest, piercing right through my single heart like a knife and bringing a flood of tears to my eyes. I can't believe my own father would say something like that! He's never said anything like that to me; ever…until now. Then again, these versions of my parents aren't my true parents—at least I don't think they are—so it would make sense for them not to love me. As my father—no, the Doctor—said, he doesn't know me, hence why he doesn't trust me.
This brings me back to the time in my other life when I ended up treating him in the exact same way as he is treating me right now. Back then, I was angry that he had given me up, and I never knew why until much later, but even then I didn't trust him and accept him as my true father. Here, my father seems to be treating me similarly, refusing to trust me because he thinks I'm secretly working for the Silence, even though I'm not, but he refuses to give me a chance to prove myself and accept I'm not with them, much like how I refused to accept him as my father in my other life.
Feeling extreme guilt suddenly wash over me, I turn on my heel and begin rushing to the exit.
They must've heard me leaving, because I suddenly hear River's voice call out to me, "Young lady, where are you going?"
"Clearly you refuse to trust me and accept my help," I yell angrily back at them without turning around, "so I'm leaving!" At this point, I have reached the door and have my hand on the latch that keeps the door closed, prepared to leave them behind (again) forever.
"Wait!" River says, rushing after me, her husband reluctantly following close behind. "Don't go! Please, listen to me! I'm sorry we offended you! We didn't mean to!"
"You sure about that?" I say, doubting her words, as I turn back to them, glaring at them disdainfully. "Because, it sounded like you did! He certainly did!"
"No, I didn't!" he protests in a pathetic attempt to act innocent, which ultimately fails. "Well, I kinda did—ow!" He winces when River elbows him hard in the chest.
"Doctor, shut up! You're not helping!" she snaps at him before saying calmly to me, "Please, stay! We really do want your help. You clearly know much about us and our daughter, and I really think you could use that information to help us get our daughter back. I know you have a big story you want to share with us, and we really would like to hear it, especially if it will also help you return to your world."
"'Return to your world?'" the Doctor frowns at me, puzzled.
"Will you stop being a douchebag and let me explain?" I sigh, having enough of his bullshit.
"Oi, language!" he says, offended by my vulgar word choice, but I don't care.
"I'm serious!" I snap back. "I get you're upset you lost your daughter to your enemies, and I'm sorry about that, but you can't just automatically assume everyone is a Silence member, just because they know so much about you. If you give me a chance to explain, that'll prove I'm not with them. Honestly, I just want to go home, and I feel like this is the only way back."
"If you want to go home, I can give you a lift right here," the Doctor points out, gesturing to the main console.
I shake my head. "I don't mean back to my house. I mean back to my universe." Back to my other life, I add in my head. My proper life…with my proper parents who are very clearly not you guys.
"You're from another universe?" the Doctor frowns again, seeming genuinely curious this time. That, or maybe he's just thrilled to send me back to another universe so he doesn't have to ever deal with me anymore, and, as much as I hate to admit it, I partially agree. My Doctor is so much friendlier than this Doctor. My Doctor would never shun me, no matter what faults I make.
I groan. "I promise, I'll explain everything, if you'll just let me!" Ugh, seriously, why does this Doctor have to make things so difficult for me?!
"Doctor, let her explain," River agrees, seemingly sensing my frustration. "You'll see she's on our side."
However, he ignores us as he flips several switches on the console, and I recognize the switches as the ones used to scan a person on board to find out said person's secrets and origins. Noticing this, I can't help but think, Wow, is he really doing this right now? Does he really not trust me that much? Unbelievable!
"Doctor!" River chastises him once again as she also catches on to what he's doing.
"According to the TARDIS scanner," he confirms while continuing to ignore us, "you're not from another universe at all. You are actually from this one."
I frown at this. "What? I'm not from another universe?" Okay, that's surprising, I think to myself. Guess I can check that off the list then. "It must be a sim then," I admit my remaining theory out loud, feeling doubtful that the TARDIS would detect that about me, especially since I'm pretty sure the TARDIS is part of the sim.
"'Sim?'" River frowns, as does the Doctor, seemingly puzzled at the word.
"Simulation," I confirm in an annoyed tone. "Have none of you ever seen The Matrix?" Honestly, you people need to get into more Earth pop-culture, I grunt in my head. It's embarrassing!
"The film series starring Keanu Reeves, or the supercomputer on Gallifrey?" River asks to clarify. At least my mother is familiar with some pop-culture; unlike the Doctor, who still appears confused.
"The Keanu Reeves movie series," I reply. "Not familiar with the other one…though maybe I am. I am supposed to be Time Lord, after all." In all honesty, I've only heard of the Sci-Fi movie series; my Doctor never mentioned there being a real Matrix outside of television.
"You're a Time Lord?" the Doctor asks, genuinely shocked. Then again, of course he would be, especially after all the years he's believed himself to be the last Time Lord in the entire universe, at least until River came along.
Though, at the same time, I can't help but think, Oh, so now you'll start trusting me, only because I've finally admitted to being one of your own kind? Yeah, I see how it is.
"I used to be," I correct him. "I'm supposed to be. Like I tried to tell you before, something must've happened to me when I got 'zapped' into this world. It must've changed my identity somehow. And species, apparently."
"What do you mean?" River asks, puzzled.
"Who are you?" her husband asks with equal puzzlement.
I sigh as I hesitantly approach them. "I think you guys should sit down for this. It's super complicated and may shock you." They glance at each other with uncertainty at this before they do what I say, sitting together on the side stairs where they had me usually sit in my other life when we had serious family meetings. I rejoin them at the console as they sit.
"Okay," the Doctor shrugs once they are settled, "we're sitting like you asked. Why don't you start off by telling us who you are. Who you really are." They wrap their arms around each other in preparation to comfort the other, depending on how they react to what I tell them.
I sigh. "I'll get to that. But first, I want to say I'm sorry if I creeped you guys out back at the arcade when I listed all of those personal things about you guys. Honestly, that was the only way I could think of to get you guys to trust me, but clearly that wasn't the way to go about it at all, and I apologize for that. So now I'm gonna introduce myself properly." I sigh again before admitting, "In this world, my name is Sydney Marie Elise. But in my world…" I pause once more, suddenly losing confidence in myself, but I eventually shake my head and admit anyway, "I'm your daughter, Nova Susan Song."
The room suddenly goes quiet; even the TARDIS's soft hum seems to have temporarily ceased. My parents just stare, wide-eyed, at me, seeming in total disbelief and at a complete loss for words.
"Yeah," I say, breaking the uncomfortable silence, "I know what you guys are thinking, but it's true. How else would I know so much about you guys?"
"How are you our daughter?" the Doctor finally speaks up, but it is not at all what I expected him to say. "You don't look anything like us!"
A pang of hurt stabs me through my heart again, but I ignore it as I continue. "I know I don't, but I'm supposed to. Like I said, when I was 'zapped' here, my DNA and timeline got rewritten somehow; I don't know how. At least I am still able to retain all of my old memories, which I also don't know how; though I don't remember anything from before I woke up this morning. That's what I'm hoping to figure out with you guys' help, and in return I help you save your daughter in this world. I'm pretty sure your Nova is the same as me…or should be if it weren't for the Silence. If I connect with her, maybe I can coax her into going back to who she was supposed to be. Should be easy enough, right, since I know her. Duh, since she's basically me; well, Evil Me. But that's the thing; it wasn't supposed to happen that way. In my world, you saved me from the Silence and then gave me up to another family to be kept hidden until I was much older. That was what was supposed to happen."
"That's exactly what we tried to do!" the Doctor says before sighing sadly. "But we couldn't find anyone willing to adopt, so we tried raising her ourselves. They ended up finding her anyway."
"For sixteen years, we've been trying to get her back," River explains as she tries to soothe her grieving husband, massaging the back of his neck. "We nearly risked our lives trying to save her last time…but it was too late. It turns out she is now the new leader of the Silence. She claimed to have killed Madame Kovarian in cold blood, and now our daughter leads the Silence now."
"Oh my god…" I gasp in shock. So the Sontaran wasn't lying. She really has turned to the Dark Side.
"And because of that," the Doctor adds through hot tears, "she can't be saved. That's what I keep telling you two. I'm not going to continue risking my life trying to save someone who is now beyond saving."
I shake my head in disagreement. "See, I don't believe that, and I know, deep down, that you don't believe that." At this, my father looks up at me in seeming offence, but I continue anyway, "Clearly you have forgotten your promise: 'Never cruel or cowardly. Never give up. Never give in.' From what you just said about refusing to try again, you've just admitted to giving up, which goes against your promise." As I say this, I see River subtly nodding and smiling in confirmation. "River knows it too," I say, glancing toward her and smiling lightly back at her in thanks.
"I'm not giving up!" the Doctor says in an insistent tone, but I know (and River knows) he's lying. Rule One: The Doctor lies.
"But you are," I say, not accepting his lie by a longshot. I pause for a few seconds before I sigh and admit as I step up to him and kneel down in front of him while placing a soothing hand on his knee, "I know you, Dad. This isn't like you. You're lying to yourself. You don't run and cower from fear. You rise from it; stare it in the face and show it who's boss." I pause again, suddenly remembering the entire 'fear' speech he shared with me in my other world, and I decide to recite a part of it to him, reminding him of his promise many, many years ago, "As a wise, old man once taught me, fear doesn't make you cruel or cowardly. Fear makes you kind. You're always going to be afraid, even if you learn to hide it, like you are now. To you—the real you—fear is a superpower. Fear is a companion; a constant companion. Fear makes companions of all of us." If these words won't get him to finally trust me, I don't know what will.
The Doctor is speechless for several seconds, seeming in denial of everything I told him and of himself, so I decide to take it a step further, this time placing a hand on his cheek, forcing him to focus on me. "Dad…" I whisper. "I know you think you've failed me—Nova—but it's not the end of the world. We can fix this. I know your daughter, who she's supposed to be. I can use that to talk to her, connect with her. Deep down, I know she loves you, both of you. I bet if she got to know the real you, she'd love you in a heartbeat—or two. We just need to show her… Together."
At this, the Doctor shakes his head, pulling my hand away from his cheek and saying, "Sydney… You don't understand. I've tried so many times. I can't do it anymore. I'm tired. I'm tired of running from her. I just want to stop."
I nod. "Okay, so stop. Let her find you. Then you can talk to her. Show her the real you. Show her who 'The Doctor' really is." How is he supposed to reconnect with his daughter if he just keeps running from her? Why can't he just give her a chance to change her ways?
"No, you don't understand," River pipes up, seemingly agreeing with her husband this time, which shocks me. "She has a strong telepathic link with us, which she uses to find us. If we stop even for a moment, she finds us, and she stops at nothing to kill us. She has absolutely no interest in talking to us, only killing us, just as the Silence have always done. That's why we have to keep running."
"That's my point, River," the Doctor says, turning to her. "We can't just keep running for the rest of our lives. Eventually we'll have to stop."
I frown at this. Are they seriously giving up? Seriously?! "And then what, you're just going to let her kill you without even trying to do anything else?" I say incredulously. "I don't believe that for one second. I know you guys better than that. You're my parents. My parents never give up. We never give up! We can put this right!"
"NO!" the Doctor suddenly snaps, reverting back to his bitter persona. "I'm not your dad! I don't even know you! I'm through discussing this! You just don't understand! You'll never understand!" He then says as he immediately gets up, pushes past me, and begins operating the console, "I'm going to take care of the Sontaran, and then I'm taking you home!"
"Sweetie—" River begins protesting, but her husband doesn't want to hear it.
"Enough, River!" he snaps at her. "Just help me with this!"
I fight myself not to cry as I helplessly watch my father—rather, the shell of my father—physically and emotionally break down at the console. It's like he's become an entirely different person, despite looking the exact same as I am used to seeing him. This is not the kind of Regeneration I wanted to see happen to him. Normally I'm used to the physical body-changes but never emotional ones. I feel as if I don't even know who he is anymore. He's not 'the Doctor' I know anymore. He's not my father anymore; that, he is one-hundred percent right about, and it breaks my heart.
After a few minutes of watching him, River sighs again, saying, "I am so sorry, Sydney. As I said before, he's usually not like this."
"I get it," I nod. "Maybe I should leave anyway." At this, River turns to me to protest, but I stop her, explaining, "I mean, you guys clearly have some major marital problems that need sorting out, and it's not my business to be any part of it. That being said, I should leave so you guys can sort this out on your own, and then come find me when you're done…that is, if you still want my help."
It is now crystal-clear that I don't belong here, not just in the TARDIS but in this world, but I can't do anything about it; not until both River and the Doctor agree to help me get back to my proper world, and I can't do that with their personal problems getting in the way. I'm no Marriage Counselor, but I can tell that their daughter's fate has taken a major toll on their overall marriage, and it needs to be taken care of before any other problems can be sorted.
"No, I do," River says, shaking her head. "I really do want your help. It's just… Without our daughter… It's been really hard for both of us, as you are now well aware." She pauses and sighs as she watches her husband seemingly struggle to drag the Sontaran's body from under its arms toward the door to throw him out, though he doesn't ask her to help him, despite asking for her help before but not really meaning it. "But you're right. This behavior is very unhealthy for both of us…especially for him. This is the sort of thing that happens when he travels alone for too long. He lets his guilt and anger control him, and it changes him into someone he's not. It breaks my hearts to see him like this. He's been like this for far too long, ever since we lost her…" She chokes on her words as tears begin slipping down her cheeks, and I instantly feel the need to wrap my arms around her, but I refrain from doing so.
"Right!" the Doctor speaks up as he wipes his hands on his trousers after disposing of the Sontaran's body into Space. "Now, time to take you home!" He automatically sets the TARDIS to fly again.
"Uh…don't you need my address?" I ask hesitantly, paranoid that he might snap at me again, but thankfully he doesn't.
"No need," he says, shaking his head as he flies. "The TARDIS gave me all the information I needed when she scanned you, including your home address. We should be arriving shortly, and then I want you out. Be ready."
'I want you out.' Literally the most hurtful words I have ever heard my father say, especially to me.
I sigh sadly, fighting myself not to cry even more as I begin walking toward the door, prepared to exit the second the TARDIS lands. At this point, I truly feel like I am being shunned by my own parents, even though I did absolutely nothing wrong. It makes me both sad and angry to see them fall apart like this, and, yet again, the Silence are the ones at fault, as they always are and forever will be.
The instant the TARDIS lands, I step outside to see my house, the TARDIS having parked right on top of our driveway beside my car. River accompanies me, stepping out but still keeping the door slightly open. "So…should we exchange phone numbers, or…" I ask her awkwardly. Then again, I'm not even sure she actually uses phones, since I've never seen her use one.
"No need," she shakes her head. "I'll come and find you when you're not busy."
"Listen, River," I say, a wave of guilt suddenly flooding through my heart, "I'm really sorry for what's happened. For everything I said about you at the arcade…"
"Stop!" she shakes her head again before wrapping me up in a tight hug, which surprises me. "You didn't do anything wrong. You are absolutely right. The Doctor and I have been struggling for a very long time, and we need to sit and sort all of this out before we do anything else. We need a serious break. It's nothing personal. We'll come back for you later; or if he won't then I certainly will. I promise."
"I'll keep my eyes and ears open for you guys," I say with a nod, pulling away. "In the meantime…I'll just be here, I guess."
"Take care of yourself, sweetie," River says apologetically as she steps back into the safety of the TARDIS.
"You too," I say, smiling at her old nickname for me as well as her husband. "And him."
"I will," she promises. "I'll talk to him. Bye for now."
"Bye," I wave sadly back as she reenters the TARDIS, closing the door behind her. I step back and watch as the blue box dematerializes right in front of me, transitioning back into the Time Vortex, back into the unknown. A large tear runs down my cheek as the last bit of the time-machine's wheezing noise fades into silence.
"Sydney?" I suddenly hear my mother—rather, my mother-guardian—call to me from the entry door of the house. "Is that you? What was that noise?"
I hastily wipe my eyes dry before replying with a shrug, "Uh…that must've been someone's lawn mower." Of course, that was a total lie, as there would be absolutely no way she'd ever believe me if I told her that it was actually a time-machine disguised as a blue telephone box from Outer Space.
"I don't see anyone mowing," she says, looking up and down the now empty street.
"They…must've gone back inside," I shrug, continuing with the lie, as I enter the house.
Once she closes the door, she automatically wraps her arms around me, saying in a worried tone, "Are you alright? I saw what happened at the arcade on the News earlier. Hazel's mom said you girls were there when it happened. Also, I don't know if she told you, but Hazel is in the hospital. She's fine, but her mom said she ended up in a car crash while driving home after being shot in the arm by whatever attacked the place. Hazel told her the pain in her arm overwhelmed her, and she ended up losing control of her car and drove into a telephone pole. Weren't you with Hazel when the accident happened?"
Knowing that there's no way I can lie myself out of this, I just shrug, saying, "No. I was…with someone else."
"Who?" she asks what I greatly feared she would ask.
Thankfully the perfect lie comes to mind in that very moment. "Another friend from school we ran into when we first arrived. He offered me a ride home when everything else happened." Seems like something she would genuinely believe, right?
"So you abandoned Hazel?" she says in an appalled tone.
I frown at her for coming up with such a ridiculous notion. "No! She…" I instantly pause, not wanting to talk about our falling-out, so I make up another believable lie instead. "When the attacker arrived and starting shooting people, we ran in fear, but we got separated. I went with my other friend, but Hazel separated from us. I saw she had driven off without me, probably coz she was so panicked and didn't think, so I asked my other friend to give me a lift home instead."
"Was that the strange noise I heard?" Mom asks in a slightly suspicious tone. "Your friend driving off?"
"Yeah," I nod, hoping that would be the end of it. However, she insists on knowing more, seemingly not believing my story, which is what I was afraid of.
"I thought you said it was a lawn mower," she says, clearly trying to make sense of my (fake) story.
Thankfully, another perfect lie comes to mind. "Uh…my friend's car engine sounds like a lawn mower sometimes," I say with a shrug, trying to sound as honest as possible. "I said the wrong thing before; I meant to say that was my friend's car and not an actual lawn mower."
Mom just stares at me, still not totally believing me, so I just shake my head.
"The bottom line is, Mom, I'm home now. You don't have to worry about me anymore. Look at me; no cuts, no bruises, nothing. I'm fine. Seriously. Can I go to my room now?"
"Aren't you worried about Hazel?" she says in a tone like I'd be a horrible friend if I wasn't worried. "You should visit her."
Of course I'm worried for my best friend, I think to myself. How can I not be, no matter how upset I still am about her (as well as the Doctor's) behavior toward me?
"I'll visit her tomorrow," I say with a sigh as I begin making my way upstairs to my room. "Right now, I just want to rest. It's been a crazy morning."
Nonetheless, Mom still seems genuinely worried for me. "Okay, sweetie. I just want to know you're safe, that's all."
"I know, Mom," I nod, forcing myself to smile. "I'm fine, really. I just need some time to myself."
"Okay," Mom sighs back, still seeming reluctant to let me go. "I love you."
"I love you too," I say as I rush upstairs to my room and shut the door behind me.
Once my door is closed, I immediately collapse on my bed and cry, failing to fight back all of the memories that happened over the last few hours. I feel immense anger at the fact that I not only lost my best friend, but I was also kicked out of my true parents' lives on the same day. I can't believe my best friend would run out on me like that without first giving me a chance to even try to believe me, and neither did my parents, particularly the Doctor. I feel especially upset that the Doctor refuses to accept my help, only thinking of his corrupt daughter and his hopelessness to save her. At least River seems willing to accept my help, having promised to come back for me once she sorts out their marriage, but now it seems like the odds of that happening are slim to none. That being said, I fear that I'll be stuck in this false reality for the rest of my life, never being able to go home to my true parents ever again.
"Please!" I beg to whoever placed me in this twisted world. "I don't know what to do! I don't want this life! I want my other life back! I want my real parents back! Please, help me! Help me…"
I continue sobbing to myself, eventually sobbing myself to sleep, dreaming of another life that I will never have. A life that I will never get back.
A/N: TO BE CONTINUED!
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