Dysfunctional Love (August Alsina)

Deadly Thoughts

Chyna POV

*Car door slams* "Why do you do this Chyna!? Why?"

"where that damm key." I asked my self sniffling.

"Why?" She asked getting closer.

Here it is. I unlocked the door and ran upstairs to my room and locked it.

*bangs on door*

"Chyna open the door we need to talk!"

"No go away!" I shouted

"Why do you always do this!?"

"Do what?" I yelled

"You always run away and shut pleople out everytime they try and help you." She said sniffling.

Its true everytime I feel someone trying to help or comfort me I block everyone and everything out. I can't help it I've been that way for years. I don't want people trying to fix my problems there my problems. I don't won't people feeling bad for me. I can fix things on my own. I'm my own person. You should have seen me at my first session with my psychiatrist. I didn't say one word I was in "shock" is how they explained to my parents.

I pulled my clothes off and headed the bathroom I took a long shower.

*1hour Latter*

I got out the shower and dried off. Then I reached in the medicine cabinet and grabbed my pills.

I took out one then stopped and thought

"Just do it get it over with! Nobody cares about you. They wouldn't even notice if your gone. Your already dead been dead for a while..."

My thoughts raced around In my head along with flashbacks of events of my teenage life, my family, & of.... August.

I smiled at the thought of him. His skinny figure, pearly white teeth, gorgeous smile, Carmel skin, and his artistic tattoos.

I watched him closely as he mouthed something I can't understand him.

"What are you saying Baby I can't hear you?"

He continued until his smile turned into confusion and frustration.

"August baby what's wrong?"

He walked towards me each stride increasing until it turned into running.

"IMA KILL YOU CAKES!!"

was all I heard before I found myself putting the whole pill boodle up to my mouth.

I shrieked spitting the pills out and coughing.

What is wrong with me?
I cleaned the pills up and flushed them down the toilet.

I sobbed. Why... Why is this happening to me. I've never did anything to anyone.... Or I have I?