I built my walls so high, I was sure no one could ever climb them.
And I was okay with that. Proud, even.
But the moment I stepped into university...
he walked right in - and tore every wall down like they were made of paper.
And I let him.
I though...
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"Eric we are so sorry," someone says as I continue to make my way back to my room, ignoring everyone passing on my way. I am shutting everyone off. I hate pity and they are just adding more salt & pepper to my wounds on purpose. They never wanted us to end up together, I could see it in their eyes. The envy to see someone like her with me.
When I first step my foot again in the hotel, Mom hugs me & cry. It aches to see her cry, I want to hug her back. Dad stares at me with a devastating look, before leaving us. My body is no longer under my control, I am just like a sack of potato which is moving on its own, the soul inside me has died with her.
We can't deny the reality that we have lost Avery.
I don't know what else is happening and how long I have been in my room. My mind has stopped working too, along with my other body parts.
I don't even know what I am doing.
I can't feel anything anymore
I miss her more than anything, but she is no longer in this world. Avery is gone, she died even my heart.
My legs bring me out of the room, moving on their own. The next thing I see is Rayce and Dad talking to the cops talking about the latest updates.
All I just want is to escape from this place, from this world, from the earth, from everyone around me, and even from myself.
The only thing I can see is her face, her eyes, her smile. The flashbacks of us spending time together, me meeting her for the first time telling her that she belongs to a mental asylum.
How fucking wrong I was about her
I can't see her smile again
Can't hear her laughter
Can't inhale in her scent, which was like an addiction even beyond a drug addiction
The craving for her explodes in my chest, the fire of guilt and regrets burning everything inside me and the next thing I do before realizing is, barging out, towards my car parked in the parking lot.
