Illusion

19

After that night I had a hard time seeing harry the same way.
I shook at the thought of him..
It was fear.
Someone who I had loved so deeply and so purely.. I was afraid of.
I dragged myself through the next week or so of college.
Harry would hardly reply to me. I just needed him there, but he wasn't.
That night I ended back up in the hospital.
I didn't eat anymore. I didn't sleep anymore. I didn't smile anymore.
I was hooked up to so many machines and laying there starting at them.
The beeping drove me mad.
My mom sat across the room with a worried look on her face.

"Harry, I'm back in the hospital"

2 hours later... No reply.

Suddenly my phone blew up. 15 text messages at once.

Instagram was my enemy. So many pictures of Harry and Lauren at a party.

I felt sick. I could feel my heart rate shoot up. The machines starting going haywire.

I knew it.
I knew it would happen.
Why did I ever believe in him.

The doctor rushed in the room.
"Chase, I think it's best if you drop out and come home.. With your condition, it's dangerous to be under this much stress. Go home and get some rest."

I just nodded. I agreed with him, it wasn't the place for me.. But I still felt like such a failure.

The whole ride home I sobbed my eyes out.

I didn't want to have to face harry. To face the facts that he was cheating on me. To face the facts that I was a failure. To face the fact that I had lost my best friend.

And most of all... To face the fact he never truly cared about me