The Line Between You And I

Max

"Would you keep your goddamn mouth shut!" My voice was sharp and pinning compared to the others. I wanted to take it back as soon as the words darted out of my mouth, straight toward Victoria. Before I had the chance to take it back, I felt Elizabeth's eyes burn right through my skull as she turned around to face me. Only now, when she looked at me all I could read from her face was pure disgust, no love or remorse just disgust. With the few aching seconds that passed by, I could really begin to fully study her face. Her eyes once filled with curiosity and colour were now strained and focused, her nose once small and petite began to flare with every breath she took and her jaw normally beautifully lined was now getting tenser by the minute.

"You have no, NO right speaking to my sister like that!" Her voice was bitter compared to mine and her sister's screaming match. I wanted to apologize, I really did but Eliza made that really hard for me since she was so overprotective of her sister. I felt the fear flood me, the kind of fear that is a vicious enemy and the kind that held me, hostage, in an iron grip. I also felt the two forms of anxiety looming over me at that point in time. The one where anxiety is like being randomly, brutally beaten at different points throughout the day but you don't know when the beating will occur, and the other form, when the anxiety is a shadow version of yourself, always following, always watching, and always there. You can't get rid of it forever, it always comes back. And, when it feels hungry? It strikes. These are the two feelings no one should ever get diagnosed with. Anxiety is a disease that will rot you, it's a cruel thing to have to live with because the moment you need your voice it's gone. It's silent. You can't breathe, can't ask for help. Anxiety is like acid down your throat, it destroys you. It rips into your flesh, it makes your throat clog with fear until the only thing you can feel is the rapid pace of your heartbeat. Only normally, Eliza would be the one holding my hand and forcing me to breathe but now she was the one pouring the acid down my throat. I knew she was doing it for the right reasons and all but it still hurt too much. Being hurt by someone you love is like a huge hole in your heart that can only be filled by that person's love.

With everything that had happened, Eliza had told me to get out and so I did. I jumped out of the window and started making my way home. Before I carried on walking, I looked back to their mansion of a house and saw one thing that made me fall apart. I saw her hugging her dad. Everything shattered inside of me and then I thought back to a famous quote, "the heart was made to be broken" by Oscar Wilde. This quote made me fall into a deep labyrinth within my mind. Each cog in my head spun faster and faster to try and get the information around my head. The bottom line was that I was breaking, snapping in fact.

You can only be so strong for so long until you reach the point where you break.

Physically

Mentally

Emotionally

Broken

It's all I could feel, but the bottom line was that if I ever told anyone they would say that she was just a teenage crush but she wasn't to me. Elizabeth is my sun, I need her to keep the balance on this planet. My planet.

The things I'd do to keep the planets in a perfect orbit...

( A/N : Sorry this chapter is shorter, I'm really tired right now.)