"359, 360, 361, 362, 36-"
Knock knock knock
"1,2,3,4,5-"
"Addy, come one stop counting you're going to be late."
"Sorry ma'am"
"It's alright, love, let's go"
It's a trap
She's going to leave you
It was all fake
CLACK
"Addy, are you alright?"
"Mhm..."
VROOM
"Are you sure? You know you can talk to me."
"Mhm"
BADUMP
"Alright then. How about some music?"
CLICK
{If I look back in ten years time-}
CLICK
{You make me-}
CLICK
{I love rock and roll so put another dime}
"Woohoo! I love this song!"
Says the red haired woman driving the car.
Addy can't help but look away and zone out. She doesn't want to be in a car right now. No, she wants to be in her room counting every single thing she owns like she does most days.
HONK
Oh how bad does she crave too scream like the car honks. But if she screams she will awake the demons inside of her. She prefers it when the demons hide away. They aren't very nice.
DRING DRING
A child drives down the side walk on his bike with his mother following close behind. Oh how much does she want to go back to being that innocent, that childish, that happy.
We were happy once, Addoline
You took it away
It's your fault that-
No. Not today, this will not happen today, in this car, with this woman beside her. Not when she was feeling so accomplished this morning.
YOU ARE READING
Dear demons...
Random"You need to get out of that dark place" "How, I can't see" "Then find the light" | Too look inside the looking glass you must look passed the reflection of yourself to see what it beholds.
