𝓐𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓮

Trigger - Chapter 7

A gun to my head, I pointed it. Pulling the trigger, everything goes black. Or white, I don't know. I'm in a void, a void of colors. Everything around me is gone. A void of black, then white, and black again. I reach for the gun but it's gone, death feels different then I expected it. Death eliminates my feelings, I don't feel anything.
I wake up, back in my room. I reach for the gun on my desk, putting it to my head. The void again, I float in it but look around, this time there's things. I can hear my thoughts again, everything is bad. Bad! Bad! Bad!
I wake up, in my bedroom. I grab the gun, pointing it to my head. The void is back, colors. I see red, red everywhere. I float in the void of the color red, falling asleep.
Back, again. In my bed, I grab the gun from my nightstand. Pointing it at my head. The void has things from my memory; I look around. Everything disappears.
Back in my bedroom, I awake. Reaching for the gun on my nightstand, as I pulled the trigger nothing happened. I looked at it, it was empty. Getting up from my bed, I grab a singular bullet. I look over at my mirror, looking at myself one more time. I pull the gun to my head, fingers on the trigger. A gunshot can be heard.
I open my eyes to see myself in my room. I look in the mirror, nothing there. I grab the gun from my nightstand, only to find it isn't there. I get up and look around, looking in the mirror again. Nothing, I find the gun on the ground, my floor now red. I pick the gun up, filling it again. I bring it to my head, I shoot myself in the head. Crying instead, I feel lightheaded. I drop the gun, covering my eyes. The red on my floor is gone, I cry. I continue to cry, dropping to the floor. I look over at the mirror, staring at my reflection.
"I'm so sorry, Tychi!" I scream, instead of a gun. It's my phone; my phone laying on the ground. I cry for a million years, one day I'll wake up and see you.