RealityStruck

0.11

Matthew

The next day I have the worst hangover.

For some reason I get the feeling I might have forgotten something I really shouldn't have.

When I walk into school there's something different in the air.

I just cannot place my finger on it.

As I walk I try to recall the events of last night.

After a couple minutes I recall nothing.

Perhaps it was nothing of importance. When I reach my first class I notice that she is not here yet.

Perhaps she is just late.

Zoë

I bought a small apartment and perhaps soon I will get a job.

I've been working on forgetting.

It's not as easy as I thought it would be.

I get night terrors and my anxiety has worsened.

Everyone scares me. Everything hurts.

I can only hope that it gets worse before it can get better.

I can only hope that I have not hurt anyone too deeply in the process.

Matthew

She was not just late. It's been a whole week now.

I cannot help but be alarmed.

I still do not recall the events of that night.

I somehow can't help but feel that maybe something happened that night that would have led to whatever this is.

But perhaps I am just delusional and it is nothing to get worked up over.

Zoë

The nightmares have worsened.

The anxiety has worsened.

The pain in my chest has worsened.

I have worsened.

Matthew

It's been three weeks now.

I am officially worried.

I cannot help but think that perhaps this is my fault.

I cannot help but have an awful feeling about where she is and what she is doing.

Zoë

I've been spending my nights crying myself to sleep.

Trying to make up for all the years I spent not thinking of my parents death.

I cry and I cry and I cry.

But I also think of him.

Matthew

The fact that there are missing person flyers all around town

makes it all so so real.

She is gone.

Crazy ideas are swimming around in my mind.

I just need to know if she's okay at least.

Zoë

It all still hurts.

It's all still so hard.

But it is slowly getting better.

I can tell.

I've got a job now.

Matthew

It's been two and a half months now.

I really hope she is okay.

But I am also slowly loosing hope.

I feel as if this is all my fault.

And the guilt is consuming me.

Zoë

The nightmares came back.

My anxiety is back.

Flashbacks hitting hard.

I won't be ready to go back till awhile.