I didn't want to tell him, I didn't want to, he had a lot of obligations as well as problems, I didn't want to be the spice of it all.
I got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face.
I looked at myself in the mirror for a few minutes and thought about life, our future, our success, did I deserve all this, that was a frequent question in my mind.
I was slowly sinking in my thoughts.
I heard my brother knocking on the door.
"Tom, is everything alright? You haven't been going out for a good 20 minutes, are you ok?"
bill was worried he had a feeling.
He was like that since childhood, he would always advise and warn me in various situations. Slowly unlocking the door, I saw my brother standing at the door, anxiously waiting to see me.
"Listen, something is wrong with you, I can feel it," he said in a calm and serious tone.
"Brother, he said himself that I'm fine, for sure you know it like a woman for a certain period of time."
I quipped with a sneer, hoping to change the subject of the conversation.
"Don't make a joke out of this Tom."
he said louder as if he was trying to lash out at me.
"Brother I'm sure it's just not my day." I said and walked through the door walking towards the bedroom.
Bill stayed at the door looking at me confused and later went into the bathroom to get ready for the interview, we had an appointment at 14:15 in the afternoon, on "important things with important people" television, crap from television, but damn we couldn't choose.
I went into the room to change and again something pulled me towards the mirror.
I looked at myself and lost my thoughts again.
After a few minutes of looking, a girl appeared behind me, I saw in the mirror.
I was scared to death and jumped to the end of the room.
"What a dick, what a dick you are."
I turned around and there was nothing behind me.
"I'm hallucinating, I'm going crazy, what the fuck is happening to me." I spoke out loud and fell to the ground with my hands on my head and mumbled.
I stood up again and looked in the mirror, there was no one there.
I sighed and changed my clothes, started getting ready for the interview.
YOU ARE READING
Don't jump!
FantasíaThis is the story of Tom and his suicide attempt. This story is invented and based on the song "don't jump" by Tokio Hotel. I hope you enjoy the story. ~by nqt4li~