forever alone.

WHO AM I..?

I sat on the brick at a loss for words. If Alec had killed himself after the show.Who was just there in the corner. And how would the plastic bag still be broken. How could i remember it all like it was YESTERDAY. I can remember it all. I bet i could recall the whole conversations we had down here! But.
I try think back. I cant..? I can't remember anything. His voice? His face? anything but he was here..Maybe i can.. I can think hard enough.
How could i be hallucinating all that..? Who spoke to themselves . crying in the corner. who yelled at me.. WHO WAS I SPEAKING TO. I.
Maybe i am insane. Maybe this is what abuse does to you.
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i sat down on the brick unable to process my own thoughts and feelings. Why was i made this way. I dont mean about my appearance or anything. I dont give a fuck about that. Im not one of those fancy boring spoilt brat shit whos obsessed with skincare IM EIGHT. But what i mean is. Why was i made? to be abused and lose my will to live. I mean i get my parents doing all this but next thing i know im HALLUCINATING. Someone that i thought off as my father figure. Someone who stood up for me when others did. I dont miss him. He would probably neglect me no offense!!
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i meant alot of offence.
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Plus! i hardly talked to Grett or Riya. Last time i checked RIYA AND GRETT HATED EACHOTHER. Grett was a spoilt brat and same with riya! Maybe Riya wasnt as fat at grett.. No Riya wasnt even fat. No offence Grett. And Riya is RICH. I do not understand how those two even get along. I get that they are both bitches and LOVE seeing others being put down. NO I DONT MEAN LITERALLY. I meant in shame or anything else you know! but last time before season three aka all stars she was so rude?? That Yul person changed her to be some soft ass pussy who cant do anything for herself. Though he cant talk after getting cancelled on like EVERY platform.Spotify included somehow. Grett was and probably IS SO SOFT? Like threatening to kill her at this point would probably make her admit she deserves it.

i heard Alecs voice yet again. The voice i heard called my name. I dont think Grett or Riya were paying attention at all.I cant go to the corner. At this point it feels worrying for how scared i am.
Probably kissing or whatever..
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I feel something beside me.
I turn to my side to see the Gun. the sliver lined gun that looked me in the eyes practically calling my name at this point.. The single golden bullet that hadn't been placed into the gun yet sat there.
what if i lied and said it called my name.
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Grett calls out
"FIORE STOP WHAT YOUR DOING." Grett looks over at me concerned since i kept staring at the gun. Its not like i was gonna kill myself!! thats a lie.

"God Grett why are you so serious? Not like the girl was gonna kill herself. shes EIGHT." Riya rolls her eyes

"Pfft! Yeah exactly. Riya has a big point.. I could never..! Im just an itty bitty baby.!" I plainly lie. slipping my hand away from the gun.

Grett rolls her eyes and stands up.
"Well i guess we should be making our way outta here?" she suggests pointing to the door.

im so confused.. WE CAN JUST LEAVE?
"Wait WHAT? THE DOOR HAS BEEN UNLOCKED THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME YOU DIRTY  CUNTS." i yell COMPLETELY SHOCKED.
i cross my arms whilst riya just shurgs.

"Yeah? You didnt know??" Riya rolls her eyes before walking to the door to leave.
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One by one we make it up the stairs about to open the door and be free from this hell hole.
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door handle sounds
the door handles says as i try open it.
IT WONT BUDGE?
door handle sounds
and again i try
it keeps creaking

"Greeeett...." i say DEFINITELY NOT SUSPICIOUSLY. .
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I was definitely suspicious.
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"Fiore open the fucking door i cant last dealing with ur shit anymore." Riya said. Clearly annoyed that i couldnt open it.

"Thhhhats the problem..." IN THE CLEAR IT WAS NOT ME WHO DID THIS.. I would never want to he stuck herez

"What." Grett horrified once i said this.
"It has to be a joke?" She said.

"no." i said without hesitation before i hear my PARENTS VOICE.

"Fiore fiore.. Thought u could get ur friends to save you?." my.. i wont even called it my dad said to me.

"Speak of the devil dear! Have fun trying to get out. Its cement. The gun is still down there fiore. You can also try to kill yourself. Its never too late." My mother said. Encouraging me to KILL MYSELF.

they both walk away from what i can tell.
well FUCK.
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I hear my name being called AGAIN. Why do i miss someone i hate so much. I cant help but hear his voice almost everywhere i go.
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This time i dont think i was hallucinating.
This time i seen the figure in the corner.
This time i could see his eyes.
And his mouth.
It wasnt anybody.
It was Alec.