5 | Nightmares | MADDOX

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Title: Nightmares / TW SLIGHT MENTION OF SA.

Selfish.

You should've hit her with her own bags. Now you're in danger.

Dumbass.

Shes too beautiful to be in your presence.

I hit my head with my hands a couple of times. I needed the voices in my head to stop. If that woman was around, I was pretty sure she would think I'm crazy. I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy.

She is beautiful though. Too beautiful. I never saw a woman beautiful as her. And her attitude, I'm surprisingly attracted to it. She smells addicting. My heart was beating fast around her.

I heard the door being opened making me turn around. She was in different clothes now. I looked up and down at her.

She ignored me and walked over to her bag. She grabbed a couple of things before she looks right back at me. "What? Don't just keep staring at me like a creep."

She called you a creep. You are a creep.

"I—I'm sorry..." I said looking away. I start to pull my hair.

She slapped my hand, making me flinch and put my hand down. I looked at her, angry.

Control yourself around her. A different, calming voice said. I never had this voice before. But I listened to it.

"Sorry," she quickly apologized. "But you're going to go bald if you keep doing that."

She pulled out a hair brush and began brushing her hair. I wanted to run my fingers through her hair, to feel its softness.

Dirty.

She'll never let you do that.

I took a deep breath, "What's your name...?" I said as a whisper.

"You know, I tried to ask you that earlier but you chose to ignore me instead." She says coldly, "But it's Kacey."

"I-I'm Maddox..." I immediately cringed on how I was stuttering around her. I couldn't be stuttering around a pretty woman. I looked away and groaned.

She puts the hairbrush down and looks at me. "Everything alright?" She asked me.

I quickly nodded, looking back at her. "Are you alright?" I said, sounding mad. I didn't know why I was sounding mad. I wasn't mad.

Kacey raised an eyebrow at me. "Uh ... yeah? I'm fine."

She hates you.

She's disgusted by you.

"Yeah, that's good..." I muttered. I turned my head away. I really want to scream right now.

"You sure you're fine though?" She asked, a hint of concern in her voice.

I quickly nod. I didn't trust myself with talking right now. I don't want to make her think I was crazy.

But I am crazy.

Tears started to foam in my eyes. I turned my whole body now and just laid on the couch. I didn't want anyone to see me like this.

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