Avery

~7~

I've been awake all night, it's currently 2am.

When I roll over for the millionth time, my wrist hits the wall and I bite back a scream.

Okay, screw this.

I slam my palms down on the bed and push myself up.

As I hit my face on the door frame walking out my room. Open up your damn eyes, Avery.

I woke up last night and he was gone. 

Adam, I mean.

Thank god, he was starting to drive me insane.

My phone rings and I consider throwing it at the nearest wall, but I'd rather not end up using a broken phone till I'm 35.

When I look at the already slightly cracked screen, I realise it's a spam number and ignore it.

I hate ignoring phone calls, it feels like the annoying sound goes on forever.

On instinct, my feet stop once in the bathroom even with my eyes mostly closed.

It's time to see what state I've got myself in.

Yep, just as I expected. Perfect look if I wanted to be on The Walking Dead.

Maybe that's my calling.

I squeeze the last of my dollar tree face wash and rub my face with it, probably way to aggressively.

I feel a drop on my head and I look up to see a crack in the ceiling, the paint around it turning grey and damp.

It is not my day today.

Grabbing the trashcan next to the toilet, I take out the trash bag and place the can directly beneath the dripping.

This world doesn't deserve my wonderful brain.

I dust off my shoulders and walk to my kitchen.

I try to turn the kettle on and the plug sparks.

Great.

Just for my peace of mind, I turn the socket off so I don't blow up the entire building while trying to make hot chocolate.

I can hear the rain, it sounds extreme.

2:30am

When I throw myself onto the couch, I hear a little crack and jump straight back up like I'm from a cartoon.

I sit gently and it cracks a little again.

Angry couch, apparently.

My phone goes off again and I move slowly to pick it up, trying not to anger the couch further.

Poppy

hey, dad's making dinner tonight, come down?

only for an hour xx

I stare at my sister's messages for a second, weighing my options.

Me

what you doing awake at this time?

Poppy

me and my boyfriend were out and i can't sleep now :(

you coming or not? it would make dad's day.

I put my phone down for a second, rubbing the aching pain in my forehead.

Me

I'll be there.