Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-43771935-20200112072732/@comment-43771935-20200114072039

Lylie's next!

lets do a wylie POV shall we

His mother's blurry figure, dissolving into the light...

His father's face shattering like porcelain...

And looking down...

Wylie watched as he himself crumbled into dust.

Suddenly, Wylie forced his eyes open.

It was a dream. Nothing more.

But it was so much more at the same time.

He was drowning in denial, and the dreams were pulling him out.

He still believed he could have a normal, happy life with his father someday.

And something inside him knew it wasn't true.

But if he stopped believing it, he too would shatter.

Still, Wylie couldn't get it out of his head. How could he?

Nothing seemed real anymore.

Why me?

It was a question that haunted him everywhere he went.

Wylie let his head fall back against the pillow and slept dreamlessly, but not peacefully, for the rest of the night.

As the sun arose and shone through the window, Wylie woke up.

He got dressed.

He went downstairs to eat breakfast.

The same way every time.

Almost robotically.

He'd done it for years.

But now it was different.

Because, as Wylie sat down, there was another person across from him and it wasn't Tiergan.

Lihn Song.

There WILL be a part 2, I now realize this may take a while