How much shit can a person go through before they're truly dead on the inside?"
Life is a challenging journey. It can be even more difficult when three girls find out that they possess extraordinary powers. One would assume that their abilities woul...
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"So, what's death like?" Diana asks curiously as I stand up in leggings and a bra. She spent the night, allowing me to cry into her shoulder until I finally sobered up and fell asleep. "What?" I ask, walking over to my closet and getting dressed for school.
I walk back out while grabbing a tylenol and a bottle of water from off my bedside table. "What's it like to die?" She asks again. My head has been spinning since the incident last night. Honestly, I'm scared that Aelin's going to hate me forever after hurting her like that... I mean, yes, I'm pissed off at her right now, but that doesn't mean I don't love her.
"You've died before, don't you already know?"
"Ya, well I really died, I am dead. You just come back to life." Diana remarks as I roll my eyes dramatically, thinking about how I'm supposed to explain death to her.
"Peaceful." I answer but in truth you feel like you're suffocating, like you're drowning in the air that can't seem to fill your lungs. Sometimes it feels like you're fighting to let go of your last breath. Then you feel cold but not a normal cold, a cold you feel in your bones. Eventually you feel nothing. But within, what feels like seconds, you're overwhelmed by the feeling of fear and anxiety worse than when you left.
She just stays silent watching me. I'm pretty sure she knows I'm lying but I don't care.
"Well let's go." I say interrupting the silence.
"Why do you do that? Push people away, Block them out?" She asks slightly annoyed.
"I don't know Diana."
"No, last night you opened up and were vulnerable and now you are back to being emotionless."
"Diana, We are going to be late for school." I say trying to keep my cool. Honestly, I don't know why I do this. It's like if I let someone in then it's my fault when they leave. And I can't hate myself any more than I already do.
"Fine." She says while walking out.
I sigh as guilt overtakes me. But I can't lose someone I love again. I can't just rush into being open again. I breathe deeply trying to push the burning lump down. I sit back down, my hands over my face as I try to keep my emotions down but am miserably failing.
"Dammit!" I yell throwing a cup off my nightstand. Hearing it shatter on the wall.
I stand up and walk to my mothers room and open one of her cabinets in her bathroom and find some pill bottles. I take one bottle and shove it in my bag and walk out the door to school.
