The Haze

Priscilla was an ordinary girl that would go on an extraodinary trip. Everything felt like an unreal haze, a dream she never wanted to wake up from. As if traveling with her best friend wasn't great enough, she falls in love with the last person she would ever think of. Would he hurt her like the rest have? Or could she finally let down her guard and let someone in. Hopefully she doesn't wake up and realize that this dream became a nightmare.


19. The News

Zayn's P.O.V.

            I awoke suddenly to someone pounding at my chest, screaming. It was Bre and she was hitting  me pretty hard.


"What are you talking about?"
"You moron! She left this morning! That's what she was going to tell you when she found you making out with that slutty barbie doll!"

            With the information she just gave me, I scrambled to turn the news on. Bre was right it had gone down.  Investigators are still trying to figure out what happened but they believe the plane had blew up as it began crashing down. They aren't sure if there are any survivors yet but the chances are slim to none. This can't be happening...I clicked the channels to every news station and they were all playing the same story. The realization of what happened hit me so hard. I had broken her heart and I never got to tell her that I loved her before she left.

            "NO, NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I threw the remote that was in my hand and anything that crossed my path. I smashed the glass cup and cut my hand. The pain felt matched how my insides felt. I stormed out of the room, just running. Without meaning to I ended up at the cave. I collapsed on the hard ground and began banging my fists on the cave floor. The memories with her came alive. I suddenly remembered how her hair smelled like coconuts and how her skin was soft, along with her lips. We made love here, and I crushed her. At this very moment I felt like I wanted to die. I began to sob and I tasted the salty tears. I'm a terrible person. As the crying began to die down it turned into hushed coughs and deep, agonizing moans. Time slipped away and I watched the sun switch  positions in the sky. It began to set and from a distance I heard someone calling my name. I didn't want to move but I knew I had to. What if someone was calling me to give more news about my love? I was a fool to let her slip away.

"I'm here!" I yelled. My voice didn't even sound like my own. It was raspy and sore. "I'm here!"

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