Maybe Dreams do Come True

(This is the sequel to I must be dreaming, so read that first! :)) Sometimes, dreams can become a reality. But for Tori, things weren't always the same as she thought. What if her feelings were deeper down, her heart exploding with emotions, as her dreams come true, just not in the way she planned.

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26. Death at a Funeral *LAST CHAPTER*

*2 WEEKS LATER*

Tori's POV

Today is the day of my funeral. Today is also the day that I plan to get her back. There is only one person I am after and she is sure to be at my funeral. Jenna.

I am actually very surprised. The thing starts in two hours and Jenna is already here. I am not going to show up just yet, but I really need to talk to Harry about something. He better show up soon!

 

Jenna's POV

Was I really the first one to show up to this lame thing? Oh well, now I have time to think of my wedding with Harry. Then I also need to think of a way to break it to Harry that I slept with his band mate...

 

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FINALLY! This thing is starting. I just want to flirt with Harry and get this over with. OMG! I totally need to think of a way to cry. But I am not crying for real over this loser.

I took my new mascara and took off the applicator wand thingy. I poked myself in the eye with it and started crying just in time for people to start showing up.

After everyone arrived, I stood up and made my way over to a podium.

"I would like to welcome everyone today to the funeral of Tori Elle Quinn. She was such a good friend of mine and it is very sad to see her go." I started sniffling as I walked off the stage and made my way back to my seat.

Then, I saw Harry walk to the podium. Now I need to know what to do. I started crying and sniffling a little harder, and I think I was quite noticed, which was a good thing. Harry finally saw me and said, "Excuse me everyone."

He started walking towards me and gave me his hand. I held it as I got up, and he walked me outside.

Once we got outside, Harry said, "It's ok love. We all miss her. I know what it's like to miss a best friend. I lost my best friend when I was six." I looked up into his eyes and said, "You did? You must have felt horrible." "Yeah, my poor pet rock. It got taken from me by a rotten kid." He frowned and I couldn't help but giggle. "Do you want to go inside?" I nodded and he took me back inside.

Once we got back inside, Tori's lame parents were saying something. I was quickly dozing off until I saw a flash behind them. It looked like a figure running. Maybe my eyes are just playing tricks on me. I was the only one who saw it, because everyone else was listening to the speakers very intently.

As I was dozing off again, I saw the figure once more. This time it wasn't just a figure though. It was Tori. She was walking towards me. She was starting to put her hands around my neck. They were very cold to the touch. Then, in an instant, I felt like I was on fire. I looked around and I was NOT at a funeral anymore. I was surrounded by fire and dark shadows. There was no light. I saw red eyes and felt suffocated. I knew I was somewhere where I would have never dreamed of being. I'm not in Heaven. But I'm dead. Did I have to end up here? At least there is no more Tori.

 

Tori's POV

There were only two words I was thinking when I choked her to death.

Bye bitch!

 

A/N

Hey guys! This is the end of this series! I never believed this day would come, since this is the sequel to the first movella that I ever wrote!!!!!!!!! I am just so thankful that you guys took the time to read this story and comment as well as liking and favoriting it. Well, you can probably tell that Tori lived a happy ever after... Anyways, I will be starting a new movella soon. I don't know what it is going to be called, but I will make sure that it is really good! So be sure to check that out if you want to!!!!! XOXO, Samantha <3

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