Biting Back (Completed)

Fine illusion

I woke up screaming because I had nightmare someone was inside my room and they were about to leap over me to either kill or tickle me. Not going out find out which so I just screamed, waking myself up. It was still dark out and I saw something in the dark corner of my room and screamed again like an idiot. I turned on the light only to see it was a pile of clothes. There was a loud knock on my door which made me jump. I went to the door and saw it was my very concerned neighbor asking if I was okay. Sorry I was just practicing for my finals, kidding I had a nightmare sorry about that won't happen again. They looked right through me like there must have been something else in there and walked away slowly. Why did I just try and crack up a joke. Practicing for my finals? I don't even go to school, what the hell was I saying...
I looked at the time it was 3 in the fucking morning. I can't escape this never ending humiliation, it follows me all around like a fucking mosquito or that fly in my room that keeps buzzing when I go to sleep because that's the most convenient time for that little- I need to relax. Deep breath, deep breath, and exhale...
I laid in bed staring at the ceiling. I can't go back to sleep after that humiliation. I'll just scroll on my phone to kill the last two braicells remaining. My last braincells are having a blast watching cat videos and movie clips with game play videos set below to really fry those bad boys. I fell asleep with my phone in my hand and jumped up when my alarm woke me up. Just a few more minutes won't hurt... two hours later I jumped back up and looked back at the time. SHITTING FUCKS! I'm already late! I was suppost to go pick up my package from the post office. It arrived about a week ago so I'm already a week late, but if I don't pick it up now they'll be sending it back. I put on my ugliest outfit yet in a hurry and fucking ran for my life to the post office. I was out of breath waiting in a long line in the post office. I was trying to act like I wasn't out of shape and struggling to breathe after all that running just to get there. I was sweating profusely as it was finally my turn in line. I explained how late I was as the worker gave me a disappointed look. They went to the back and handed me my package. Finally!
I skipped my way home and gave my new neighbor/ex our daily greeting. His daily euthistic hello and my fuck you Kevin response. Feels like a good routine for us. I had only had a half an hour before I had to leave again. I forgot what even was in the package. Slowly opened it, almost half expecting that squirrel from the park to jump out of it. It looked like it was a dress I completely forgotten. I took a closer look at it. Looks vintage. When did I buy this? Anyways I have to look decent so I don't traumatize my friends that I'm meeting up with in 20 minutes... 20? Minutes?
Shit I'm going to be late if I don't hurry the fuck up. Shower and then slap on some makeup and non ugly clothes and voila! I'm 10 minutes late and I'm not even there yet, shit. Gotta go running again. I'm too out of shape for this shit. Why do I do this to myself. I could have like just slept like a normal person and also just woken up on time like a normal human being. This must be a sign from the universe humbling me in the midst of all this humiliation.
I arrived just in time to be about 30 minutes late. Thankfully I'm never the only late person so Daliah was 40 minutes late. Erin had been waiting alone for probably an hour because she always arrives atleast 10 minutes early to any event. I asked Erin if she had noticed any weird behavior from Daliah and if she had talked about that guy she was dating. Erin looked at me confused like I just told her I'm Jesus recanted and can turn her coffee into a mohito. Maybe I should have said that instead because she asked me if I had a concussion or something. I asked if she remembered that guy from the club that Daliah introduced us to as her boyfriend and then I made myself look like a fool. "She never introduced us to any guy. I remebered you were too drunk for your own good, trying to get over your ex." She anwsered back. I was flabbergasted. What is going on, why does no one remember this guy. Did I make this all up in my head. Am I hallucinating. I'm not doing drugs or taking in any pills. Maybe I am and forgot about it...
What is going on with me, why am I the only person to remember him. Is everyone playing a trick on me for one big prank. I'll just pretend I never mentioned him and that he doesn't excist like everyone else.

My day went as normal as it gets for me. Good enough for me, other than that mishap in the morning and also that damn nightmare. I could have sworn someone was in there just staring right at me like I was gourmet steak. Too bad for them that I had to scream like that giving my neighbors a heartattack and including me. I think my friends might think I'm on drugs or something. Never mind, I'm absolutely sure they 100% think I'm doing drugs or having a mental break down. Maybe their right. Maybe I am doing drugs and having mental break down over a dude that I hallucinated. If he really is just an hallucination then damn, my brain did a pretty good job with the facial features. Let me not forget the arms and- am I thirsting over an hallucination. I need some good sleep and a night out. Hopefully I'll stop hallucinating after a successful night of clubbing. Highlighting the successfulness of it.