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I can't see anything. It's pitch black. I can hear everything around me, though. I feel like I'm dying. Everything hurts and aches. I want to cry. I want to move. I want to say something. I can't do shit.

I should've talked to Zach. Now I regret it. I regret everything except meeting him. I regret forcing Hayla to walk with me. God, Hayla. I miss her already. She's like my sister.

I hope she told Zach.

She probably did.

She probably posted about it, knowing her.

God, why is everything so sucky?

Why can't I wake up?!

❝𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐄❞ ✉︎ z. herron ✓Unde poveștirile trăiesc. Descoperă acum