Florida Project Dream

Date: 7/17/2018

Ashlee's heart stopped. "It's Halley." She swung open the door, revealing the sickly creature laying on the floor. She felt words rising to her mouth, "How did it get to this point?" She didn't bother asking. She knew. She knew about the social services call, Moonie's runaway, the capture of the girls. Kneeling down to her friend in shock, Ashlee only got a better look at the pale, almost greening picked skin covering an emancipated version of what use to be her best friend. "I haven't seen you in two months, and this.. " "It's been way longer than two months." "Well two months since.." "Moonee." Both hearts twinged. The cops pounded on the door, shouting warnings of impending troubles if they refused to open. "I'm so sorry," Ashle whispered. Ashlee put Halley's hands on her waist. "1..." someone shouted from outside. With Ashlee's help, she rose up to meet her friend's glance. "2..." They held each other and kissed, in that moment both knowing it would be their last. "3!" The police kicked the door open. Bullets sprayed the room, shattering the desperate mirror of love between the two girls. They fell back, eyes meeting one another for one last time.