THE QUIET.

|twenty five

memories filled my head as i reread the warning.

i tightly closed my eyes as a headache started.

my shaking hand dropped the full bottle,

letting it fall to the ground.

"sir, are you okay?!" an older woman asked running to me.

"yeah, i'm fine."

she looked at me with a worried expression,

and handed me the bottle of pills.

"no wonder you needed pain reliever."

i looked at the bottle for a second.

"i-i don't need them, but thank you." i sat them back on the shelf.

quickly,

i walked out of the store and outside again.

that was so fucking close.