chapter 2

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Sunlight crept it's way in the dark room making me rub my eyes. I slept only 2 hours last night.

Things change by the second. And somehow it's always on the bad. Sometimes things may seem like they're good. But that's just how they seem.

I rolled on my side looking at the wall , once again thinking about the past.

Why can't I simply move on?

Just like everyone else.

Why am I stuck in the past?

I want to be like everyone else.

Why am I stressing over things that already happened a long time ago?

Please, let me be like everyone else.

I have no words to express how I feel.

I'm so stressed .

I feel depressed.

Feel? Stress? Depression?

How dare I???? I can't feel, stress and be depressed.

I'm no one.

I don't deserve it.

I'm simply  additional garbage.

I don't deserve to cry, to laugh....

I don't deserve anything.

Absolutely anything.

I let out a bitter chuckle as I got up, like a drunk person.

Somehow making my way in the bathroom  , and staring at the sink.

I let out a chuckle from my heart.

Slowly lookin up  , in the mirror...

There stood a girl.

That had a huge smile on her face.

Tears streaming down her swollen cheeks and out of her swollen eyes.

She was all blue and black , but the east still smiling.

Still smiling.

She said that she was alright.

"I'm alright. I'm happy"

No, sweetie you're not.

I instantly reached out with my hands to wipe her tears.

Wipe.

Wipe.

Wipe.

Why aren't they coming off?

Why isn't she stopping?

Why is her breathing getting heavier?

Wipe.

Wipe.

Why?

Oh, no.

The mirror is getting red.

BAM.

oh, everything  is spinning now...

Let me close my eyes for a second.. I feel so warm.

"I'm sorry Mom"

Time:02:55 am
Date:: 25.06.2020 a year we will not speak of from now on.
Feeling :: 👀🤡🍵
Word count :: 380
Note:: thank you for reading!!! 🖤(again I was drunk)
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