a line without a hook

what am I to you?

It was cold....so cold
He wished someone would listen, someone or something could hear him. He wished it didn't have to be this way.

He was panting trying to catch his breath.

He was running far, so far away trying to escape Them.

The more he ran the closer they got.

*Thud*

He fell down but now this was a different place. It was black, so dark that it was hard to see.

A mirror,A reflection.

He looked and he saw no one other than himself.

'pæthëtīç'

Yes that's what he was pathetic.it was funny so funny how a nightmare showed him nothing but the truth.

He was useless, worthless, unwanted and mist of all pathetic .

He stared at his reflection no emotion covet his face . He felt.....numb so numb.

He'd wish he could just disappear,he wish he wasn't always like this, he wished that they'd just listen but no they won't so why even bother.

He turned away but decided to look at his reflection one more time.

Tears.....the tears slid down his beautifully flushed cheeks.He was angry...angry at the world,angry at the people around him, angry at the system,angry at a God who he doesn't know whether he believes in but most importantly angry at himself.

He cried and cried for God knows how long till something just flicked in him then..............*CRACK* .

Glass shards.Shatered over the reflective floor.....ironical isn't it even after breaking the mirror there was still one staring down at him that he couldn't escape.

These glass shards scattered on the floor each represented a part of him.

One peice for a heart a special someone promised to keep.

Mission failed

A piece for his self esteem that no one or himself could boost.

Mission failed

Another piece for his trust that they swore to earn and keep.

Mission failed

And a piece for his love they swore to cherish,earn and treasure in a safe place.

Mission failed

It was more than funny , if no one and everyone couldn't keep these few things....then who was he to do a better job.

He was laughing at the irony of how they all said the same thing

'i promise u'

But did the exact opposite EVERY.SINGLE.TIME.

Now tears that stroked his face ever so lightly now became violent marks of his pain.

*Tip*  *Tap*
*Tip* *Tap*
*Tip Tap*.

The sound of footsteps got faster, louder.....closer .

They were coming .....his fears , his insecurities, his pain. They were all coming for him .

RUN.the only thing that rang inside his headspace.

And so he did , he ran so far and so fast.He fell yet again but this time h-

"Ahhhhhhhh". Atsumu woke up with a jolt breathing heavily. After a few minutes he finally got the hang of his breathing.

He sighed mumbling under his breath"yet again".

These nightmares where no short one shots they were full on episodes.

They were frequent,almost every night atsumu would get these dreams to the extent he even made a calenders for the days when he did have these episodes and when he didn't.

It was annoying to say the least.It annoyed him so much he was getting enough of a headache in real life from them now they just had to invade his dreams to.

No matter where he tried to run to it seems they'll always be there so there's no point in trying anymore.

Well fuck it's a school day. Another replica of hell. Like his morning wasn't going bad already it was 3:45 in the morning .

At least he's not gonna be late for  school today.

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Hi y'all I'm back and I'm gonna be rewriting thus book 🥳🎉.while deleting the original chapters I was crying cause it was actually painful doing so. But as y'all noticed I have changed the entire story line to a more angsty theme.I that I'm more comfortable with making characters suffer at the begging before giving them that happy ending they deserve :^)(I know I'm demonic no need to tell me🙄✌️) .

I'm so very happy to be rewriting this book now that way comfortable with my writing style.Be expecting more from me and yes I won't leave this again I'm less mentally unstable now🙂. Anyways byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee 🖤🖤