All I hear is the clock ticking, it's as if it tortures me purposely.
Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
Where was he. It wasn't a question as much as a statement. A statement meant for no one in particular. My vision suddenly went blurry, I laid my head back on the bed, the rest of my body on the floor. He was supposed to be back 5 hours ago. 5 hours.
Don't get me wrong, I knew he'd be going out. He texted me on the hour as he promised.
But still.
I am not as important to him as I once was. I seem to be swept under the rug.
I heard the door open.
"Ken! I'm home!" His voice wasn't slurred as he expected it to be. It was actually rather normal. He knew I was awake, that's why he yelled out. It was currently 3am.
I reluctantly got out of bed and went to open the bedroom door when he beat me to it.
Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
And then, I began to cry. Shoyo's expression, tho blurry as it was, was one of concern and bewilderment.
I did nothing but big him and cry in his arms.
I was so tired.
So tired.
Writing blurb because I felt like writing. It sucks ass but eh.
