Started from a dream

The story part 2

Chapter 5: the wrongness of me

I gasped for air breathing heavily as the morning takes in me.

I quickly went to the bathroom and sat at the side of our bathtub looking at my hands shaking

My lungs begin to tighten and i started to tear up. I closed my mouth shut trying to keep quiet so that nobody can hear me

Tears soon came falling down in my eyes as my lungs tightens and i pressed on my face tighter nailing my cheeks as i do

When it was all over i slowly let go of my mouth. My breathing still heavy but i started to breathe to my nose instead

I stand up and slowly walked out of the the bathroom and headed to the kitchen i went to the fridge and took out some water and poured it in a glass

I drank the water and slowly my breathing goes back to normal, suddenly my phone buzzed and i looked at who it was

Wanderer: i love you too baby

I smiled in the text but frowned again when i slowly realize something. Will he ever accept this?...

I slowly hid my phone again and walked out pacing wether to tell him or not but soon my legs started to hurt and i sighed taking a sit. what the fuck is wrong with me?!

I teared up again and slide my shirt up looking at the nail marks that covered my body. Some are just plain lines and some have bruises in it. these were the marks of the wrong things that happened to me

I quickly put my shirt back down when i heard footsteps and i smiled as my mom enters

"Good morning mom!"

Chapter 6: finally free?

Wanderer: i figured we should stop what we have :/

Those words...those eight words.

it felt like a knife jabbing my heart. every single word in that text felt so bad

I tried to contain myself and typed in

Me: can i ask why? is that what you really want to do?...

I quickly send and my heart beaten so fast every second. the seconds felt like minutes and the minutes felt like hours

Wanderer: well for starters it was the distance...and even if i dont want to i think its for the best

I knew it. The distance. I mean like of course its that reason...i live thousands of miles from him...im from the other side of the world from where he is...im clearly 14 hours away from him

Me: well okay then if thats what you want...we'll still talk are we?

Wanderer: of course ^^

Me: okay then :)

But by the time i hit reply i knew that i wasnt going to take this very well...my hand slowly went to my stomach and nails at it slowly and hard

I felt the pain but it didnt matter to me.
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"You need help!" Angel said as we walk to our class. i told her about my problem and she was convincing me into telling my parents and somebody about this

"We need to go to the clinic" she said as she took my hand as well as my other friends

"What? No!" I said trying to get their hands off of me.

"Why not?!" Angel said in defeat and i frowned

"I-I..." my eyes started to become blurry. "dont want to...please...i dont want to" i said as tears slowly fall in my eyes