Epilogue

BEEP

BEEP

BEEP

that annoying sound kept repeating, I couldn't open my eyes, they were too heavy. 

My body is aching and my throat is dry, I couldn't feel my legs and my chest seems tight. 

I don't know Where I am or why I'm in this black void, I don't even know why I can't open my eyes or why my body is aching.

I just don't know anything and I feel helpless.

**

Everything was still dark, I tried opening my eyes again, my eyes flew open and I groaned from the harsh sunlight.

I heard yelling then a comforting hand on my face, it felt familiar but I'm not sure why it's familiar to me.

"You can open your eyes now," I heard a man mumble, so I opened my eyes and stare into caring brown orbs. 

The pale dude smiled at me, I scrunched my eyebrows together and racked my brain if I knew him, Jordan?

"Jordan!" I cried, I couldn't throw my arms around him because my whole body is aching.

He smiled kissing my forehead and I closed my eyes, tears forming, I'm finally free from Ashton. Finally.

"How long was I out for?" I asked, opening my eyes and staring at the familiar face that I care and trust. 

"Three weeks, but that doesn't matter, you're awake." he smiled and raised my hand kissing it, I bit my lip from groaning because of the pain, I just ignored it and smiled at him , He saved me. 

"You saved me," I murmur, tears now falling to my chin, Jordan wiped the tears away and shook his head, "We saved you." he corrected me and I smiled. 

"Where is everyone?" I ask him and he smiled, "Everyone's fine but Monica," he whispered the last part while his eyes darkened. 

Dread filled my chest and I looked at him under my lashes, "What happen to Monica?" 

"Dead,"

I gasped, closing my eyes, because of me. 

Because of me she died, it was all my fault.

"Don't blame yourself," he told me while sitting down on the chair next to my bed. 

I'm already blaming myself.

"She knew what would happen if she saved you, she greeted death with open arms for you, she lived long enough and she wanted you to survive." 

I closed my eyes, suddenly feeling tired.

I'm sorry Monica.

***

Clutching my skirt, I walk on the sand I hear the waves crashing over the rocks, it's refreshing to be out of the boring pale white hospital room.

My hair blew from behind me, I dyed my hair red like I wanted, my friends were sad, mostly Jordan, that I dyed my "Beautiful" hair but I like it so, it's all good.

 I stare at the birds flying and I smile, I'm like them now, free.

Free from Ashton, free from pain, free from then torture. 

 Because of the time I was with Ashton I changed, I wasn't the carefree or gullible girl I was before, I changed and it feels so good. 

 I like the new me. 

 Sometimes it hurts to look back at what happened in the past but past is past, you can't change it even if you try. 

 If the torture happened to anyone they would think that it was just all about pain but for me, it's a lesson for me because I was so gullible that I believed him that he was my mate when he's just some crazy psycho. 

 I sighed, shaking my head, stop thinking about that. I scold myself.

It has been a week since I was hospitalized, so I feel good.

Everyone's fine, they all coped good of Monica's death, but I know they are all putting on happy masks for me, I can see through their masks and see the real pain they're feeling.

Melisa's good, sadly she's pregnant with Ashton's baby but no one's blaming the baby, she's innocent.

Yes, she, she's a girl! That's exciting.

The baby will grow up to be sweet and proper mannered, or at least be nice, she'll be good.

Everyone will take care of the baby, me included, I'm already wrapped around the fetus's little finger.

Jordan told me about his "feelings" and I shot him down, he took it well but he's still trying.

I can only see him as a big brother.

I don't want to get into a relationship right now, I'm still into emotional trauma because of what happen.

Melisa's having nightmares every night so I always sleep beside her to help her sleep.

Melisa and I have grown really close, when Jordan or anyone was with me in the hospital she was there making me laugh and cracking corny jokes.

She's a sweet heart.

Ashton's dead, Jordan cremated his body so he's sure that Ashton would "rise" from the dead, if that's possible.

Everyone has been fine, my life has been quiet since I left the hospital.

Ashton's sister is nowhere to be found, Ashton's lackies are nowhere to be found too.

They all ran.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned around to look at Jordan who held a soft smile, "Let's go." he told me and I nodded smiling.

We went back to his car and I sat on the passenger's seat and buckled in.

We're going to an audition, an audition to a singing competition, I would be picking myself up and I'm going to make my dreams come true.

Jordan didn't want me to audition at first because I just got out of the hospital but this is a once in a life time opportunity.

I want this.

The car started driving and I stared out of the window, slightly smiling.

Why would I stay indoors, I would more like it when I do this, to get my head out of the clouds or keeping myself from flash backing to the awful time I was at my hell.

Like I said, everything is fine, my life is quiet, Melisa's life is quiet and she'll be a mom soon, Jordan's life is okay and my friends are coping in our loss but they still manage to smile.

Finally, We're all happy. I'm happy.