chandler
the white walls drove me insane, or more insane than i already was. but some of the bricks painted white had some drips of blood from me punching them.
i did that when i saw rosemary, i did it to make her go away. i didnt want to see her, it made me more upset which made me more "venerable" as the nurses would say.
ive been here for 3 weeks now and im about ready to die, i hate it. i mean, who wouldn't? they only let me out of my room to eat and 3pm outdoor time. but enough about that, i see her everyday and its driving me crazy.
yes rosemary, she comes and goes everyday, they tell me its because of my brain, its still lonely, but today i think ill talk to her. maybe it will help me in a way, or make me worse.
but how much worse can i get? i waited and waited but she never showed, I tried to scream at myself to get her to come but she never did.
"now that i want to see you, you stay hidden?" i shout at nothing, i become angry, more than angry.
i punched the wall, drawling blood from my knuckles. i leant on the wall, sobs coming and i couldnt stop them.
"chandler, its okay," she eased her hand on my back, i turned and she was there in all her glory.
"rosemary," i smiled. my first smile in a long time, she grinned at me. i knew i was talking to nothing but it was comforting. "i still love you,"
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OKAY ITS SHORT BC ITS THE EPILOUGE
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Randoma boy who knew he was crazy and a girl who had yet to find out (story contains, foul language, blood, gore, possible triggers, and violence read at your own risk) {{ok hi yes this is me in the future and is just like to apologize in advance for this...
