"Y/N, Y/N! She's waking up!"
The lights faded in, I was in a hospital.
A hospital?
Wait how did I get here? A few minutes ago I was at my pageant with everyone. Now I was here. And they were nowhere to be seen.
My mother rushed in, a younger version of herself, tears cascading town her flushed cheeks.
"Y/N, baby, you're awake. Oh my god."
I looked down at myself, my body was a lot smaller, my hands were so small!
My eyes met my mothers, confusion reigning over my very being.
"Mama? Where am I? Where are the boys? Wait what year is this?! How old am I?"
My mother rocked me back and fourth, whispering comforting things in my ear.
"Honey, it's 2017. You're 14 years old. You've been in a coma for a year. There are no boys. Boys have cooties remember."
So thats it? I'm actually 14. I never met my friends from the 1700's? Its all over, all over.
I can't believe it. My body is racked with sobs when I realize most of my exsistence is a figment of my own imagination. The nurse pats my hand. I look up. A woman that strongly resembles Angelica is smiling.
"We're always here Y/N. Always."
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