This story is about a 16 year old girl, Adrian Hellington as she find her way through life. She endures the effects of her childhood and the trauma it caused, along with the PTSD she faces. This story portrays the life of an unusual encounter of hop...
t.w. (talk of suicide, abuse, drug abuse, mature content)
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"What are you stressed about?" I ask.
"Hurting you again" Silas let's out.
Was he serious?
I look up at him and notice his eyes, those damn eyes. I always fell in love with peoples eyes. They show hurt, love and the truth they feel. They're the one thing someone can't change.
"Staring is rude sweetheart" he says.
"You haven't been sleeping?" I ask.
"I can't" he says looking away and back up at the full sky.
I know that feeling all to well it reaches me in depths of my depression.
"You can now, just close your eyes I'll be here when you wake up" I say laying my head back down.
"I'll try" he says letting out a low sigh.
I never use to be able to sleep either. Every time I closed my eyes all I would see was the memories replaying and the events of my childhood unfolding.
As much as I wished I could close my eyes and drift off I never could without waking up 5 minutes later.
I soon overcame the insomnia I fought for years and now sleeping is a coping mechanism. One that takes me away from reality for a while.
I look back up at Silas as I hear soft snoring and see he's already fast asleep.
As I lay my head back down I hear my phone buzz.
1 New Message from Marcus
I click on it knowing I've been missing the feeling of being able to talk to someone without feeling pressured.
Marcus: I told my mom about you and showed her the song you showed me.
Oh wow...Altered State of Mind by Milmine was one of my favorite songs ever.
Me: Did she like it??
Marcus: She said she doesn't listen to our kind of music but she liked it Marcus: Even added it to her playlist
Me: I'm glad she liked it
Marcus: My family would love you.
As I was in the middle of texting back I felt the soft chest I was laying on jolt.
I lift myself up hurriedly and see Silas covered in sweat with a look of fear on his face. I see his chest go up and down fast and his eyes flying open.
"What's wrong are you okay?" I ask concerned.
"I'm fine we should go back" he says getting up without saying another word.
"Silas what happened?" I ask again.
"It's nothing Adrian just get in the damn car" he says while walking away.
