JACKIE'S POV
It was a battle for dominance. We fought and neither were willing to give up. I didn't want to die, I didn't want to let go.
I was fighting someone...but then I was fight someone else.
Just let go. Let go... let go!...Let go!...LET GO!
The voice. The voice that rung above everyone else.
Charli's.
"I don't want to! They're my family!" I cried out,
I couldn't see her at all, and I turned in circles, only seeing the faces of my family.
"Yes, they are Jackie, but this is my life not yours. You need to let go." Charli said in a calm voice.
At this point I was hyperventilating. The space was small, and I felt dizzy.
"I know it’s hard, but you need to let go. Open your eyes." The voice changed.
It was softer, younger. It had a certain feel to it that could calm any crying
