Luna's Pov
Why is it so dark?
I was just in the bed a minute ago and now I'm here.
Standing up, I looked around only to see an endless void of darkness.
I begin to walk around looking for even the smallest shard of light in this endless void.
"Lulu, help me"
Chloe?
Hearing her voice, I started to looking around for her.
"Help me, Lulu"
I started running closer to the voice.
"Lulu, help."
"CHLOE." I yelled with worry
Suddenly, I slipped and fell into what looks like a pool of blood.
I sat up and looked down to see a white dress that I wasn't wearing earlier was now dyed crimson red.
"Lu...lu"
Ignoring the now blood stained dress, I quickly stood up and continued to run towards the voice.
Suddenly, the scenery changed and I was now standing in the villa that the girls and I lived in four years ago.
"LULU!!"
Hearing screaming, I started running again.
I never stopped no matter how breathless I was, no matter how tired I was and no matter how sore I was.
I continued to run without stopping.
Stopping at top of the flight of stairs, I saw Chloe being drag out of the front door by three figures dressed in black.
Jumping over the railing, I ran towards them only for a flaming beam to drop down on my back.
"CHLOE" I yelled while trying to get from under the beam
"Lu..."
Pushing the beam off, I started limping towards the door.
"...na"
"CHLOE"
"Wa..... ke u.... p"
Feeling my legs giving out, I watched as they dragged Chloe further away.
"Wake..... up"
I crawled without caring about the broken glass.
"Luna"
Just as I was about to reach them, everything went black and Chloe's bleeding body appeared.
"CHLOE" I yelled as I shedded tears
I pulled her cold bleeding body towards mine.
Placing my shaking hand on her cheek, I quickly tore my dress to try and stop the bleeding.
"Please, don't die." I said
"Wake up"
I keep tearing the dress and using it as bandages until it wasn't called a dress anymore.
"Wake up"
"No, no, no, no. Come on, Chloe. Open your eyes, please." I said with tears
It won't stop.
"Luna"
The bleeding won't stop.
"It's... o.. k, Lu... lu"
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Mafia's Forgotten Princess
ChickLitEver since I was little, I always wonder why was I an outcast in the family? Though I had my grandparents' and fourth eldest brother's love and affection, my grandparents didn't have much time to spend with me as they had businesses to run and my br...
