Chapter 14

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14.

 

I want to cry. I want to cry so badly.

I want to sob and cry and let the tears run freely, the tears that have been trapped inside me right from the beginning, when I woke up here. I want to go back in time. Back before the flashbacks, back before I thought I was in heaven, back before Zan came into my life, before the crash, before we even decided to go on holiday, back just when Josh was born. One year ago.  I want to go back in time one whole year.

But I can’t do that, so I want to cry, I want to scream and shout, and let everything out, I want to smash the window and run through it and run and run and run and run and I don’t want to stop running. I just want to run my life away. Without a care in the world.

But I can’t do that either. I can’t do anything. I can’t even cry, I can’t let the tears fall or anything like I could before.

Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep...

“Morning Haley,”

Ugh, you...

“Yesterday didn’t go so well either.”

Yeah, well...

“I was trying to try a different technique, Haley.”

Were you, Zan.

“I was trying to tell you to get up instead of ask you, to be strict so you would do as your told, but it didn’t work very well, did it?”

No it did not.

“Okay Haley, let’s try again,”

Oh what’s even the point?

“I’m never going to stop trying Haley; I’m never going to give up until you take your last breath...”

Oh well that is lovely, isn’t it?

“I’m going to keep tying Haley...”

Are you? Well I’m not.

“Right, what now, do you want me to tell you the next part of the story,”

Ye- actually no, I don’t to be honest I don’t want to know because every time you tell me the next part of the ‘story’ I can feel myself dying a little, because this story just keeps on getting worse and worse.

“I think I will,”

Oh no, please don’t...

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