Same script, different cast

Don't stop dreaming just because you had a nightmare.

Clambering in, in a really undignified and unladylike way, I make my way to where the studio is and hide behind the door listening out for anyone, all I hear are quiet beats and it makes me even angrier so I burst in the studio slamming the door behind me making Marshall and Denaun jump out of their seats 

“What the fuck Annie?” Marshall glares at me, my presence seemingly pissing him off but I glare back at him

“Are you actually coming home tonight? You remember I leave at 5am right?”

I swear I'm about to launch myself at him the look on his face is smug and arrogant

“How could I fucking forget Annie, it's all you fucking talk about!" he screams in my face, punching the sound deck beside him

“Marshall"

Denaun grabs hold of him, holding his arms behind his back and pulls him away from me.

“I'm trying to fucking work"

the security ape comes in the studio looking confused when his eyes land on me,

Marshall turns on him “I told you, she wasn't to get in here!”

My heart aches in my chest he purposefully meant to keep me away from him, the fight I had in me before rapidly begins to deflate and I want to cry. where's the guy who asked me to marry him on Christmas day?

Then I remember falling flat on my ass outside and can't believe he'd have someone humiliate me like that

“Your gorilla manhandled me out of the front door, He pushed me making me fall over on my ass, did you tell him to do that?” I shout at him in an accusing tone.

Marshall's face glows red with anger as he squares up to the huge security guard

“Did you fucking lay hands on my girl?

Marshall yells at him, he gets right in his face, finger jabbing at the guys chest

” Don't you ever fucking touch her again or I will kill you"

I start laughing, I can't help it I'm feeling a little hysterical and more than a lot confused.
Gathering myself and picking the up the remains of my sanity I issue him with an ultimatum

“Be home before midnight Mathers or I'm gone for good!”

I pick my bag up and storm out of the building towards my car and once I'm safely inside and the adrenaline begins to fade, I break down and as I look up the final nail in the coffin that is mine and Marshalls relationship smiles at me from inside the studio, it's Hannah and she's wearing one of his t shirts, just his t shirt and nothing else.

My world collapses around me, I can't breathe, the love I've felt from him has been an outright lie, I feel like I'm drowning.
Everything we've spoken about in the past two weeks flashes through my mind and I can't reconcile that version of Marshall with the one I've just left.
I'm so hopelessly grief stricken that I really shouldn’t be driving right now, not in the state I'm in but I need to be away from all of them and in my home, I hope he'll be home before midnight and prove he still loves me but how many times am I going to forgive his infidelities and lovingly take him back.

I can't do it to myself again. I deserve better than this.

Unable to see properly through my tears and going faster than I should of been I swerve to miss another car coming towards me in the road and instead hit a tree head on, my head hitting the steering wheel, pain sears through my body and my world turns black instantly.

“Annie.....Annie!”

it sounds like Marshall shouting out and I'm being shaken. He sounds panicky I'm not sure if I'm dead or even how Marshall managed to get here so quickly even

“Annie”

I hear him call out for me again, I can smell his scent all around me, I open my eyes carefully bracing myself for a bad pain but nothing happens.

“Annie, baby"

his face looms over mine and my eyes move over his concerned face to his bare chest and the sight makes me wake up properly as he gathers me in his arms, I clutch his biceps confused as to what's happening, I'm not outside, I'm in our bed with him beside me

“What happened?”

I ask him looking up at his eyes

“I think you had a nightmare baby, you were lashing out one moment, crying the next and then screaming like you were in agony!” he hugs me.

“You didn't want to be with me, you were with Hannah at the studio and I drove off and crashed my car" I sound sad and tired, the memory brings tears to my eyes and he wipes them away gently, kissing me.

“It's just a bad dream babe" He whispers reassuringly and I settle back against the pillows bringing him back beside me

“Just a bad, horrible dream!”

I pull his head down to me and kiss him ferociously, He tries to pull away but I hold his head in place needing to feel him, he stops resisting and kisses me back with all the want and need I know he has for me wiping away the nightmare.