Illusion of my dreams

Do i wanna know?

( this chapter contains sensitive content ⚠️ )

Bill was anxiously pacing around the room whilst I laid still in the bed. Suddenly the door flew open and Laure entered, Tom dragging himself behind her. He followed Laure everywhere.

" are you alright?"

Laure asked as she walked up to me.

Her slim fingers stroked my hair and she gave me a halfhearted smile whilst looking into my dazed eyes.

" I'm sorry."

She muttered, her voice filled with guilt as she watched her fingers slide trough my thick hair. Her blue eyes grew sorrow as they continued to stare at me. I really didn't know what to say or what to do since I had no idea what happened. I looked up at Tom who was hiding behind Laure.

" Tom?"

I asked as I tried making out if it was really him.

He slightly peeked up behind Laure's shoulder and his face was covered with shame.

" what's wrong?"

I asked as I glared at him.

He seemed uncomfortable the whole time that he was in the room with us, he couldn't stop toying with his hands and his eyes flew from place to place. Something was off but I simply couldn't find out what.

" Erika."

Bills voice echoed trough the room.

" you need to tell us what happened."

He ordered as he stomped his way over to my bed. Everyone was towering over me and I felt extremely exposed. All those eyes were fixated on me.

" I don't know Bill."

I mumbled with annoyance whilst I covered my face with my hands. I was too exhausted to deal with all these questions and just wanted to sleep.

" are you trying to kill yourself?"

He then asked causing my eyes to widen with disbelief. Did he really think I tried committing? I haven't tried in months.

" no?"

I muttered whilst being in complete shock.

I noticed Toms face growing pale as he overheard our conversation. He didn't seem so comfortable around me, maybe because he's the one who beats the shit out of me everyday. Ofcourse I couldn't tell anyone about it since it would ruin his life and he would certainly kill me if I do.

" then why did you take in all those sacks of heroin?! Those are fucking expensive and dangerous Erika, what were you thinking?!"

Bill raised his voice at me.

I frowned my brows as I tried remembering what happened. All I could remember was the beating I had gotten from Tom. The way he hit me and pointed a gun at me, how he burned me and threatend me. But nothing about heroin.

" I don't remember Bill."

I hissed whilst growing more and more annoyed by the situation.

" maybe we should just let it rest."

Tom proposed as he shot the group a smirk.

" no Tom. I need to know what happened here."

Bill insisted whilst starting to walk around the room again, drowning in his rushing thoughts.

" come on Bill, let the girl rest."

Tom said.

Bill turned around, anger plastered on his milky face.