(Another section of possible steampunk story)"Aren't you jealous?" Willie snorted in response. She forgot how childish Ashley had been in the 2 years she'd spent in the other reality.
"Maybe I would of been 2 years ago. Or well, in this reality, I suppose it was just 2 days ago." She quipped out loud. "Mentally I'm 18, but this reality, this body is 16."
She looked at her ex-boyfriend, his arm linked with Ashley's. Man, he looked like he wanted to think some excuse, like he was ready to grovel on the floor and ask for forgiveness. She didn't have to think how hard how humiliating it would be to here his wailing.
"I don't expect people like you to understand. I feel absolutely nothing towards you kids. I left this place long ago, I'm completely different..."
Take me back take me back. In her head she screamed. I'm the same person that left this place. I can't survive here anymore. I can't stand not being able to spend endless nights in my shop, wandering the streets of AU London. Her mind flashed between all she had met in that reality - like an old projector, images flickered through her mind.
"I'm not this person anymore. Take me back."
I knew you would.
And then she felt her heart rip apart. Or maybe it wasn't. Something inside her was shattering, breaking, creating this god awful pain. She'd never screamed so hard in her life - she was on her knees, crying, screaming, and then....
"I think she's waking up, Doc."
She shot up, tears streaming down her face. Keith and Doc stared worriedly at her, but she didn't care. She grabbed Keith into a desperate hug and sobbed. "So much pain.... so much... so much..." the rest was lost to her tears.
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