Chapter 1: A Brand New Year.

"...One...Zero! Happy New Year!!!" The crowd surrounding the building of the rooftop that we stood on cheered as they welcomed in the new year but i couldn't hear them. All that I could hear was the audible crack of my beloveds head.

I woke up with a gasp and a loud scream. An everyday affair. The new year has brought no comfort to my tortured soul. No matter how many sleeping pill's I took to give me a dreamless sleep, the same dream would haunt me every night.

Why should I bother? If one year has brought no difference, what should any other night be any different? And why would it stop when I didn't want it to stop? A morbid need, but a need nevertheless.

Getting ready for school was never an easy task. My long wavy hair would never be the same after a night's sleep. I always had a habit of tossing violently in my sleep when I had a nightmare, which was every night. I dressed myself in a daze like I always do.

"Morning family." I greeted cheerfully. But only silence greeted me."Right, I live alone..." I mumbled to myself. But it wasn't the company of my own family that I craved.

As I reached the school parking lot, I realised that the parking lot was already full. I looked at the clock and saw that I was late. I cussed silently and looked for a parking spot but all I found was an illegal parking spot, I took it anyway.

I quickly grabbed my things from the backseat and ran to class.


Something felt different as I ran swiftly to class but I didn't bother to check even though I was sure that no one would notice. My senses were often wrong. And whatever that was different wouldn't make my daily pain's ease.

"Miss Mia, please take your seat before I drag you there myself." Mrs.Geniro said as I entered. She was always belligerent when I was late. "Excuse me?" I asked not understanding her harsh words. "I am guessing your speed has nothing to do with your consecutive lateness. Now sit."

Embarrassed, I quickly took my seat with my head down in the back of the class. Mrs.Geniro continued her lesson as if I've never interrupted. As she taught, I wondered how she could have gotten married with her feisty composure. Perhaps some men like that in a woman.

I was relieved when Mrs.Geniro announced the end of class. I got up to clear up my table and suddenly, a glimpse of something familiar caught my eye.

I looked up and saw the epitome of my nightmares.

The reason for my existence.

The person I would die for; My beloved.