It might be the same day. Or even the same hour but she doesn't know.
Doesn't know anything, except that he's gone, disappeared.
And she's so detached from everything.
Why?
At times she felt so overwhelmed with emotion, so this comes as almost a relief.
But she's lost inside her own thoughts, unable to connect with anyone around her.
Intertwining her fingers with each other, rubbing her hands, running her hand through her hair repeatedly...those are the gestures she knows are proof, complete proof right there, for anyone to see, that she is not comfortable here.
The way she can't sit still, couldn't make herself focus if her life depended on it...that is scary.
Sometimes the hours fly by without her lifting a finger, and that's even more scary.
She sighs, even less sure of her place in this world than usual.
A thought strikes her, violently and out of nowhere:
If you are so different than everyone else in this world, what's to stop you from leaving it behind?
And then she finds herself barely able to breathe.
Her hands are shaking and she's certain if not for the jacket she's wearing, the rest of her would be, too.
What now?
She looks around, biting her lip.
What now?
Does anyone see her?
Does anyone want to help her?
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Øverturning the lies (a twenty one pilots fanfiction)
ФанфикшнTyler is alone in the city of Dema. He can't remember who he was before then. All he knows now is trying to survive in this world. He sees others around him who are struggling too, and he wants to help them. But he can't. He can't even seem to help...
