Prince Charming

To getting the person you wants, but what happens when it's all a lie? When the truth doesn't come out until it's too late? What if you find that the lies just get bigger and you end up in the middle of everything?


15. What?

Vacuum! I was in a vacuum, and I just saw the fog in front of me! I wasn't myself, but I wasn't anyone else either!


Sara talked about how it went with the theater, but I didn't care. I didn't listen and I couldn't put energy into something. I don't know how it went on my test, but I assumed it went in the wrong direction. It was as if I didn't care about grades and the teachers began to worry. In the end, the headmaster called me to his room and I realized I had reached the bottom of everything.


"So how's school?" asked the headmaster nicely and I just looked blank at him
He sighed and looked down at the papers.
"It doesn't look good!" he mumbled. "You've been a top student at this school, but the results go in the wrong direction?"
I didn't answer and looked away.
He gazed at me and seemed to care. He watched me carefully and seemed to gather the right words in his mouth. It was as if he knew I had problems, but didn't want to express them.
"What can we do to help you Nelly?"
I sighed and looked at a picture on the wall. It depicted a tree with a bunch of students in each branch. Actually it was a nice picture and I wondered if he had painted it, or perhaps a student?
He put together my folder and stared straight at me.
"I have to contact your parents!"
I was empty and didn't feel anything towards it.
"Then do it!"
"But Nelly!" he said and looked beseechingly at me. "You're not like this, what happened?"
I looked straight at him and chose not to tell him another word. He wouldn't understand and he wouldn't care. Could I tell him that I had a broken heart? Could I blame it all on a guy who betrayed me? I didn't know what to say! He picked up the phone and called. I knew it was my dad and directly, I felt empty again. Why would anyone care at all? It was my grades, and I had the right to do bad resultant from me. No one would lie in my life! Least of Niall!


I left the principal's office and went straight out of school. I walked through the yard and on to the bike. I locked up and left the school yard. I don't know why I stayed on and I couldn't bother. Instead I trod until my legs spun by themselves. My brain was empty and I didn't know what I would feel. I was a stranger and the only one that was in my head was Niall. His eyes, his hair, his body, and I hated him.


It went fast!

I came to a roundabout, a car came and I didn't see it. I stepped on and I heard the car slowed down. I felt a thump against my body, and then everything went black. It was dark and I felt nothing. I saw nothing and I couldn't even think.


Beep beep beep beep!


Someone was standing over my bed.
"She has good pulse!"
I couldn't open my eyes and I couldn't move. I didn't even know I had a body. I tried to open my eyes, but couldn't.
"What's happening?" I wanted to scream but I didn't get out the words of me.
"Is she okay?" I heard my dad say, and I wanted to see him. I wanted to say that I was there and heard him.
"We don't know yet!" replied a voice, and I swallowed. It was then I realized that I had a tube in my throat. I got to help to breathe!


My whole life passing by!


I realized that I might never be able to walk again, or how bad was it? I swallowed and swallowed but couldn't say anything. I felt the appliances took care of me, but I myself was paralysed.


"It'll be okay!" cried Mary to daddy and I felt how he took my hand.
"My daughter!" he muttered. "I don't want to lose her just as her mother, I can't do it!"
I was crying, but no tears came. I wanted to scream that I survived, but my body had a life of its own. I wanted to tell him that I loved my father, it would resolve itself, but I couldn't.
"What do we do now?" asked Mary. "Shall we ask them to take care of her?"
Dad cried.
"Stop it, she's my daughter!"


To my great surprise Niall came into the room. Or I didn't see him when he came in, but I felt how he took my hand in his.
"I love you!" he mumbled and seemed sad. "I told the truth before, but I understand that you don't forgive me."
He cried and I heard he tried to collect himself.
"Please, Nelly, come back so I can talk to you!"
No thanks, I wanted to say.
"I love you so much and you have to believe me!"


I lived in a fog! At one moment I sleep and then could someone wake me up by taking my hand, or talk to me. My body obeyed me and I couldn't say a single word. I tried to move, but my body obeyed me.


Was this my punishment?

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...