Where'd he come from?

"Im here."

//IM SO SORRY I hurt my knee and I haven't been updating I'm so so sorry😭//

I can't manage to shake that thought, but I manage to go to sleep.

I wake up in a pool of sweat, I woke up so many times during the night.

'Music will help' I think.

Music starts playing though my phone, it's "sacrifice everything" by anndy negative.

Shes got a pent- pent- pentagram painted above her bed,

Sitting at my desk, I look at my pale skin.

She finds beauty in darker things

I pick and pluck at all my imperfections.

She's a witch, got me possessed

'I'm not good enough' I think.

Looking killer in a tight black dress

The fat under my chin doesn't look good.

Under her spell, I can't resist

My eyes are too big.

And the shine from her ruby red lips

My acne scars are too visible.

Is the apocalypse

I don't know, I just don't like me.

When there's a full moon, and I'm in my tomb

And it's no one's fault, no one did this to me.

Haunting my dreams, she's the girl of my nightmares

I grab my phone and post on all my socials, "no stream today, I'm not feeling too good"

Pent- pent- pentagram painted above her bed

I turn and open my computer, I have discord notification.

She find beauty in darker things

It's from Evan, at 10pm last night, "so glad you came tn, it means so much"

Do I need black nails on my hand?

His little bubble turns green, he's online.

Should I start a metal band?

"Ofc!" I reply, "it was so fun, I'd do it again anytime"

I'd give my soul

I brush my teeth and my hair, I don't have work today.

Sacrifice everything

I just play video games all day.

I feel like a slob, I hate it.

I don't even give mayor his food.

I don't eat either, I don't leave my room.

I go to bed after 8 hours, it's 9pm.

My sheets feel dirty, I feel dirty.

But it's like someone is pushing on my chest, I have to stay in bed.

I wake up at 5 to my alarm.

Hitting snooze, I lie there.

Just lay there, staring at the wall.

I groan and stumble towards my desk.

As I do my eyeliner, I start to get nauseous.

My vision starts to get blurry, I feel like I'm going to pass out.

I start to feel like numbness in my throat, I walk to the bathroom.

I lean over the toilet, I don't even hold back my hair.

I gag but nothing comes out, there's nothing in my stomach to vomit.

The front of my shower is cold as my back lies against it.

My hand pulls my hair from my face, I'm sweating.

Up and down, my chest rises as I breathe heavily.

My legs are weak and wobbly as I stand.

I finish getting ready for work.

My outfit isn't interesting, I have no makeup on, I look pale, almost green.

The car ride to work is nauseating.

Blaire is already there and ready to open, when I get there.

"Oh hun," she says, she caresses my cheek. "You look sick. What's wrong?"

"I don't know," I say, "it just kinda happened."

Blaire hugs me. "Come sit down, I'll open for you. You just relax."

I sit at one of the single tables and lie my head in my arms.

My head feels like it's shaking, I'm dizzy.

I fall asleep, every noise seems so loud.

I feel a familiar hand rub my back, it wakes me up.

I lift my head, my vision is blurry again.

The hand slides down my arm and hold my hand.

A man in black and...dark blue? Crouches in front of me.

I can't make out who he is.

His hair is black and red, but he looks familiar.

He feels familiar.

It's not Evan, his hair blonde.

I groan and lift my head, frightened, "who are you?" I say.

The man giggles, "it's me, Evan." He says, "he pushes my hair behind my ear.

"You... you changed your hair." I say, I'm still in my delusional state.

"I did, I thought you'd like it." He smiles.

"I do." I gently smile back before slamming my head into my arms again.

"Aww," he says, "why is she here?" He says to blaire, "she should be at home."

"I don't know why she came." Blaire says.

"Can you call your boss or something?" He rubs the tips of my fingers.

"I can try." She says, I'm assuming she went to go call Kayla.

Evan stayed with me the while Kayla made her way to our shop.

"It feels like the world is spinning, Evan." I mumble as he rubs his thumb on my fingers, he never let go of my hand.

"It's gonna be okay, autumn,

                             "Im here."

//IM SO SORRY i promise im really trying to get these parts out but im lowkey spiraling into a deep dark depressive state again so bare with me please//