➞I gripped onto the doorknob.
Holding the leaf's piece.
I felt like an asshole.
She deserved it though.
I exited her room, watching her in the kitchen. I was trying to make no sound all the way to my room.
Forgetting the creaky floor.
Leafy looked behind her.
And stared right at me.
I smiled my best smile, reassuring. Trying to tell her everything is okay, despite me carrying a quarter of her.
I didn't have time to think anymore, I rushed inside my room and leaped on my bed.
'Shit.'
I convinced myself that Leafy was gonna be even more pissed now.
Not my problem, I suppose.
I stared at the stolen piece of Leafy once again. It was all tore up, from my anger. Only until later did I decide to keep it.
It was.
Comforting, almost.
To have a sign of life in my hellish room.
I almost wanted to hug it.
But I couldn't.
Unfortunately.
I set the leaf down on my dusty and burnt dresser. I then got up from my bed.
My head started to hurt out of nowhere.
And it hurt like hell.
I felt my flame get stronger as I dropped to the floor.
No.
I'm stronger than this.
I can take the pain.
I tried getting back up. Everything felt heavy, like I couldn't pick myself up from the floor. Instead, I just made my body ache.
I was struggling. Over a headache.
Some stupid, common issue.
Am I that weak?
I was desperate to get somewhere. I started to drag myself to the doorknob. I twisted it, and fell outside of my room, careful not to burn the floor.
I had enough energy to hold onto the doorknob and get back up. I ran to the kitchen.
Painkillers. Anything. PLEASE.
THIS HURTS.
PLEASE.
I found a capsule of painkillers.
Practically empty.
Despite being full a few days ago.
Whatever.
I took out the last two pills and popped them into my mouth.
Nothing happened, of course. It's not going to kick in immediately.
I just had to wait.
I ran back to my open room, and tripped onto the rug, feeling all my energy deplete.
sorry for not updating this, been a bit busy. might update again on like,,,thursday or friday sorry. writers block is awesome
