"Callestor. I do care."
"No you don't! If you did, you'd stop me sooner."
"I couldn't."
"Why not?"
"Because... Because-"
"Just leave!"
"I can't."
"What do you mean?"
"I just, I can't!"
As quivering sobs exited her, I positioned myself to be calm.
"What?"
"It's back."
I knew exactly what she was talking about, but I was perfectly fine with the consequences. I rubbed my fists into my hair in frustration.
"It's gonna be here for a bit okay? Just breathe. Jesus!"
"I'll leave now."
I wish I felt bad.
"Okay. Be safe okay?"
I wish I meant that.
"I'll try."
She walked away again making me sob quietly. I looked at my drawing and ripped it in one swipe. It was stained with tears making the ink smudge at a decent swipe. And that was when I knew... It looked perfect.
"Callestor?"
I heard a different voice this time. I felt myself slowly crumbling, empty, speaking blotted words like the ink blots on my drawing.
"Are you okay dear?"
"Um- Ahhh! Shut up! SHUT UP!"
I started punching at the door making the lady knock at it even harder.
"Callestor dear... Just breathe okay. Remember. In and out."
She took the deepest breaths and I followed after her. Now this... This is just the calm of the storm.
