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A story about a girl that finally finds the will to live after years of being tormented by her ruthless past, just to have it reach to her once more, coming back with the same intensity of cruelty and terror and once again erasing her just bui...
° ° ° . . . I can leave it in the past, but you're holding on to what you never had. . .
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CHAPTER 56 —————
I blinked my eyes a few times as I tried hard to focus on the TV in the living room. It's sound kept fading away as the ringing in my ears became stronger every few minutes.
I grabbed my head with my hands, silently cursing under my breath. I kept my eyes tightly shut until the wave of ringing passed by.
It had been like this for a few days now. After Haechan left for some reason I couldn't get a minute of sleep. I wasn't sure if his betrayal did that to me or the constant wondering about his probably non-existant plan to get me out of here. I wasn't sure if I could even believe him at this point. I needed to talk to someone, but I had no one to talk to.
That awful out-of-space feeling of loneliness and like I didn't belong where I was was painfully destroying me and the headaches that were becoming more unbearable every time they returned were only making me feel worse.
"You okay, girl?" A women questioned from the other couch. My ears recognised it as the barbie's voice. There was no one else in the house anyways.
I looked up to catch her bluish-almost grey careless eyes. She grabbed a handful of crisps before returning her eyes back on me and waiting for an answer even though she obviously didn't care. Maybe she'd even be happy with the condition I was in.
I nodded, finally letting go of my own head as I leaned back in the armchair and tried to keep watching the movie I was no longer interested in since I missed way too much because of the sudden waves of pain in my head.
Somehow Jennie– as unfriendly as she was towards me managed to get herself to ask me to watch a movie with her. Obviously having to watch over me alone wasn't as fun as when she was day-drinking with Krystal, so as much as she didn't want to, she had to have me keep her company.
Surprisingly that didn't end up as bad as I expected. Although as cold and uninterested, at least without the other woman around she was a lot nicer to me. Like the other was nothing but bad influence on her.
"You sure about that? Do you need another painkiller?"
I tried to shake my head, it would have been the third one that day and it wasn't working the way it was supposed to. However I had to lean forward again. The once again worsening pain didn't hesitate to reach my stomach too. I felt like I'd throw up, yet I had no idea how the head was connected to my stomach in such a strange way.
The barbie didn't wait longer for my answer. Instead she stood up, sighing deeply, pausing the movie as well– at least she seemed to be enjoying it. Then she walked to the kitchen and back with another glass of water and another pill for my headache.
