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> I don't know what I'm doing :D ⚠ Self Harm
Rings from Ella's phone woke her up from her sleep. She immediately silenced her phone seeing that the annoying ringing it was producing was making her head pound. Ella looked at the clock in her room and noticed that it was already three in the afternoon.
"Great. I'm an hour late. Why bother going now." She said as she struggled to get up. The pounding in her head had not subsided. It was as though she had a hangover but she didn't drink the night before.
She made her way to the bathroom and grabbed her painkillers hoping they'd help with the pain the headache brought.
After drinking the tablets she sat herself down on her couch and looked at the T.V that wasn't playing anything. She stared at her reflection and sighed.
"God what am I doing with my life." She scoffed. Ella looked down at her hands and couldn't fight the urge to just cry.
Tears dropped from her eyes to her lap and she didn't even try to wipe them off. She just sat there crying like an idiot.
"I should be trying to improve right now. Three months of sitting on my ass and now that I'm all better I'm still sitting on my ass." Ella decided to end the pity party and do something productive with her life. She grabbed a random leotard and tights and found her way to the familiar practice room.
Looking into the mirror, she decided to do a couple of warm-up stretches and let her mind wander.
"You can't put the blame on yourself." The familiar voice rings in her head.
"Thing is Karl, it's my fault this happened. And now I can't even go back on stage." She says while sitting down to put her pointe shoes on. Her stomach grumbled in the process but she decided to ignore it.
"Let's get started shall we?" She asks her reflection.
She started off slow. With a simple plié. Then she went on to a tendu and then a rond de jambe. (bye these are so hard to spell).
She got through the barre and center pretty swiftly but she barely took any breaks in between. She didn't check her phone all day and didn't even think to eat any meals. She was working herself to the bone and it honestly wasn't healthy.
She didn't even realize how her absence affected the ones around her. Her best friends didn't know what to do. This was something that new to them. Karl kept calling and texting. Only to be greeted with silence. Her family were notified by her friends about what was happening but they could only call and text seeing that they were all back in the Philippines.
All in all, she wasn't doing great and she wasn't allowing herself to let anyone help her.
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> Poppi Speaks!
No I did not just go through each chapter and change a key part of the story because it didn't make sense at all. I don't know how people do it.
BUT I HAVE TO FINISH THIS STORY
WRITING IS SO HARD I DON'T LIKE IT HERE
And now apparently sapnap killed dream I love it here.
