~ Might Not - The Weeknd- Belly ~
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⚠︎︎TW - Light Unspecified Flashbacks"STOP!" I can't escape. "You're okay. Just breathe!" I'm panicking. I can't stop panicking. "Someone help me!" My breathing is heavy. "I'm bleeding," I whisper. I feel trapped. I feel stuck. "No. No. No." I run and run and run.
I wake up in a pool of sweat. My breath is heavy. I choke on my own spit. I quickly crawl out of bed and head straight to the washroom. I turn on the shower and take an ice cold shower.
I don't know how long I was in there for but I missed breakfast. I quickly get dressed and fix my pale skin and under eye bags with makeup.
I head straight to my safe and unlock it. No, no, not strong enough, bingo. I pull out a small bottle of whiskey. I head straight to my bag and take out my water bottle. I dump the water in the sink and fill it up halfway with whiskey and the other half with club soda.
"STOP!"
I take large gulps. Forget, forget, forget. I grab my bag before running out. I can't be late for class. Of course the bell rings before I can enter class. I push open the doors and head straight to my table ignoring the teacher.
"You're late," Heath mentions. "You missed breakfast too." As if I didn't know. I stay silent and slowly sip on the contents in my water bottle.
All class Heath tried talking to me. I mainly ignored him or gave him one worded answer. Finally the bell rings and I grab my backpack quickly and leave.
I head straight to my next class. Parenting with Maya. "Hey are you okay?" Maya asks. I nod my head slowly sipping on my drink. Almost halfway done.
"Okay," she whispers, going back to her work. Class finally finishes and I storm out of there. "I'm bleeding." Drink, drink, drink. Forget, forget, forget.
I head straight to the cafe. "Hey Luke," I greet walking in.
"Hey Prys. Don't you have class right now?" Luke asks.
"Feeling sick. I just need a coffee," I say taking a seat at a booth. He nods walking off. I spend the rest of the period at the cafe. Mainly talking with Luke.
"I have to get back now but thanks for the coffee," I smile.
"No problem. Enjoy the rest of your day," Luke smiles back before looking behind me. "Hey stop!" He shouts to two boys pushing each other against the wall.
"Stop!"
In a haste I grab my bag and leave the coffee shop. I take the long way back to the cafeteria. Barely any time left to talk with others. My head hurts, I feel sick to my stomach. But I keep drinking.
I want to forget. Forget what made me feel like scum, like shit. What put me at my lowest. I hate life. I hate everything. So I keep drinking. To forget.
I walk burst through the cafeteria doors and head to my usual spot. "Greetings earthlings," I laugh at my own joke.
"Why are you late? You didn't come to class," Levi mentions. I shrug and take a few of Tag's fries.
"Prys. You sure you're alright?" Maya asks.
I nod my head. "Yes. Perfectly fine. Perfecter than perfect. Ideal, superb. Quintessential in fact," I ramble.
"Prystyne." I look at Heath who called me by my actual name.
I pout. "No Prys?" I question. He gets out of his seat and walks around the table to me. He crouches down till we meet at eye level. "You're too close mister," I laugh, poking his nose.
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Pretty, Precarious & Prohibited
General Fiction"Then fuck me like you hate me," he rasps. His voice deepening and becoming more husky and alpha like. "What's wrong love?" He uses a hand to lift my chin so I'm staring at him. Our eyes lock. "Show me how much you hate me. Fuck me like you hate me...