Back To You

Brittany kept running until she got to the rooftop. She turned around and, unfortunately, saw Damon and Zoe approaching her. She gasped and began to panic more, knowing it was the end of the road for her. "How could you, Damon?" She yelled. "I trusted you..... I loved you." "And those were all I needed to get you." Damon said with an evil smirk on his face. "Now that I don't need you anymore...." He quietly took out a gun and pointed it at her. "You will have to die!" "No, don't....." Brittany stepped back, but almost fell over. Her heart was racing by each second. "Just get this over with babe" Zoe said. She sounded dramatic, even with those simple words. Brittany couldn't believe Damon had replaced her with such a girl. She felt offended. 'Is this what I'm worth?' She asked herself. But that didn't matter, in no time she would be dead. "Of course," Damon said. " Your wish is my command." Brittany stood there, regretting all the time she spent with the man in front of her. A man she loved and gave everything to. In particular, she would have been exaggerating, but she wasn't. She had been engaged to Damon and had given him half of the property she had. Now, she stood there, helpless, watching that same man point a gun at her. And to worsen the case, her so-called replacement was nowhere near her level. She felt sick. She hadn't expected this. But it was too late, she had to accept her fate and admit 'love brought her this far.' "Go ahead. Do it. But just remember that a story doesn't end just like that." Brittany voiced out. "You will get what you deserve.... And I will be there watching." "Thank you" Damon said, still pointing the gun at her. "I will keep that in mind." "No need. I'll remind you myself." Brittany didn't know where such confidence was coming from. But she knew this much: 'this is the end of the road'. "Goodbye, Brittany". Damon pulled the trigger and Brittany fell over. ***************************************************** Stella woke up with a gasp. She looked around. She was in a hospital. I'm alive? But how is this possible? Was I saved? She kept asking herself. The door flew open and a blonde, handsome young man rushed in. "Thank goodness you're okay" he exclaimed. "Yes, I am..... but...... Who are you?" Stella felt like she was dreaming. "Well..... I'm your brother, Simon" he said. "Don't you remember me?". Stella was confused. Simon was blonde, he wore a blue pair of jeans and a white collar, sleeved shirt. His eyes were blue and dreamy. His voice sounded clam and matured. He looked like he was in his late twenties. In other words, he was the definition of 'perfection.' Even Damon couldn't match up to him. How could he be her brother? "No.....I....." "Are you okay Stella?" Simon asked with concern. "Yes......it's......wait..... did you just call me Stella?" "Yes, because you're Stella," Simon replied. "My younger sister." "What! No, I'm Bri....." Stella snatched a hand mirror beside her bed. She glanced at her reflection and froze. She was staring at a totally different person, who was more beautiful. Her brown hair was now replaced with blonde hair and her face now had a slight resemblance to Simon. "What happened to me?" Stella muttered. "Em..... Stella, are you sure you're okay?" Simon asked with a worried look on his face. "Do you need me to call a doctor?" "No, I'm perfectly fine." But she wasn't. She was panicking inside. She needed to think and figure out how such a catastrophe occurred. "I just need some time to think." "Sure" Simon was reluctant to leave. Clearly, Stella was pale and he wanted to help. But he had to obey and respect her privacy and left. "How on earth did this happen? Stella asked herself. "It's like I'm a different person. Or did I hit my head somewhere, and now I'm imagining things? Simon stood outside, clearly he was overjoyed. He immediately took out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number. "Hello dad, Stella is awake."