A new hero

Chapter 1: News flash: emotions suck

As I walked away I felt like crying, braking down and screaming. Tears stung my eyes, "Shit." I whispered laughing slightly. I tried to wipe them away but every time I did, more came flooding in.

"Why?" I whispered.

Why does it have to be so painful? I knew it was coming, but never expected it to be such a punch in my emotional gut.

I slowly stopped walking.                                                                                                                                                    "I'm pathetic." I felt icy-cold tears -which I had been wiping away- slip down the side of my face. My body began to shake. In all the events of the night, I forgotten that it was in fact the middle of the night.

The silver painted streets were the only thing that guided me.

I was freezing, it was the middle of winter and all I was wearing was a thin, baggy blue jumper, a pair of old tatty black leggings and my old cream sliders.

A soft frozen breeze brushed my cheek. I shivered. My mouth chattered, as my chapped lips turned bluey purple ish. My hair floated gently in the cold, sharp wind.

I hugged myself, "Its s-so cold.".

My bright icy blue eyes glinted in the moonlit streets, as I slowly walked home. 

"Finally," I thought aloud, "Home."

I twisted the door nob and stepped inside. My eyes were red and glassy, the tears had stopped but my emotions didn't cease. When I had just stepped inside, my knees began to buckle. They gave way beneath me. My hand flung to my heart, as more fresh tears dopped down my face. Everything felt wrong, out of place. Out of control.

I hated it.

My raspy breathing quickly switched to hyper ventilating, more and more tears poured down my face. I hadn't had one of these in a while - in fact I thought I was done with them.

A panic attack.

"No," my voice cracked, I was to tired to fight back. I tried to take deep breaths, and wipe my eyes but I couldn't stop the everlasting stream of tears. It took 'cry me a river' to a whole new level. 

I'm not sure how long I stayed like that but, it must have been an a while. Even after I stopped crying I was still shacking like a small, scared child. I suppose that's basically what I was. Small, heartbroken, just broken in general child.

After my breathing steadied, my eyes were glassy and red. Light tear stains still fading off my skin. I wobbled as I stood.

"Shit, the door," I wiped my nose, then pushed the door gently shut. I lent on it for support. Taking long, deep breaths. My eyes were droopy, and my body was exhausted.

With that I proceeded to collapse.

If anyone is actually reading this, then I hope ur enjoying it. This if my first fanfic so if there is any criticism then I will take it on board. That is if anyone is reading and liking the story.