Blaze Davis is the girl in the shadows. The one no one notices but if given a chance, could light up your world with a personality as unique as the scars adorning her body like damaged armour. She has secrets no one knows and hidden beneath that mas...
"There's a thin line between the dark thoughts in your brain and your sanity. Right now, it feels if I'm dangling on the edge"
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❃ B l a z e ❃
I spent the rest of the afternoon in my room, hoping to get in some sleep. I called Charlotte to let her know that I wouldn't be able to come to work, considering I was exhausted out of my mind.
Switching off my phone, I laid down on the bed. I didn't expect sleep to come easily, but much to my surprise I knocked out like a light. It was proof that the day was overtaxing.
By the time I woke up, it was around dinner time and I groggily washed my face and attempted to look a bit presentable as I padded down the stairs.
I was greeted by the sight of just Mark and Andrea seated at the table. My eyebrows furrowed at the absence of Aiden, and Andrea was quick to address it. "He's out with Alec".
I nodded, a bout of anger flaring up in me at the mention of his name. But I would take this opportunity to talk to Andrea about moving back to Aunt Mary's.
Andrea shot me a look, her eyes flooded with concern. How obvious was it? I needed to get better at hiding my lack of sleep.
"Are you sleeping okay?" she asked and Mark echoed her worry. "Yeah" I nodded but it was evident that they didn't believe me. "Do you want to start seeing Dr. Lincoln again?" Andrea asked cautiously.
I snapped my gaze to her, shaking my head furiously. "No. I'm fine" my voice was clipped. Two months with her hadn't helped, I doubt there was anything she could do with my resistance to offer anything, especially now.
"Blaze, you're having nightmares again" Andrea looked at me studiously. I stiffened as she analysed me with a stern eye. "I'm not" I protested but she didn't seem convinced.
"I've seen you the first month after it happened. You look just like back then" her voice wavered as she spoke about period after the event. They had left after a few months, putting the ball of horrific events into motion. But again, I couldn't blame them. I had failed to be stronger and that was going to change.
"Can I talk to you after dinner?" I diverted the topic, glancing at Andrea who cinched her eyebrows. "Is everything okay?" I nodded my head and we shortly began eating, but the tension was suffocating, as the both of them shot me furtive glances throughout dinner.
As soon as I was done, I got up and placed my hands on the sink, taking a few deep breaths.
I just hoped Andrea wouldn't be too adamant on making me stay here. Either way, I had made up my mind. The sound of footsteps behind me pulled me back, and I plastered a smile on my face as Mark approached me with his plate.
"Andrea's worried about you" he said in a low tone, concern evident in his own voice. I felt guilty for lying to them about everything that had transpired between Aiden and I. But I consoled myself with the fact that it was my choice when to speak up.
