Overthought H.S

Prologue

When you're stood in a crowd full of people, how do you feel? Alone. Have you ever just stood staring at something but not noticing the object your eyes attach to? Thinking about life, about everything- but not being able to think due to the motion sickness of the pain and emotions? Everyday is a task, an obstacle. Pain-

"Estelle, I feel like I'm losing you." I snapped out of thought and my vision averted back to Adeline.

"I keep doing that." I said with no emotion that surfaced my voice. I started to pick at my scruffy nail polish.

I did everything I could to distract myself from making eye contact and talking about how I felt. The ticking of the clock became the only thing that was real. Why did time have to go so slow, yet so fast?

I felt Adeline's eyes on me, they examined my every move, and no doubt she wrote it down. The paint on the walls was far too bright. The white made my eyes ache every time I sat in this room. The cushioned blue chairs contrasted the colour of the carpet.

"So Estelle, how are you?" She said, I looked down to the floor again.

"I'm fine." I gave her a soft smile. Her facial expression was almost a sympathetic look.

"How are you really?" She knew the real answer. That's what I liked about her, she never took 'I'm fine' as an answer. She cared.

"The truth?" I sighed.

"Yes, Estelle. I know you hate talking about how you feel but you need to open up."

Tears fell from my tired eyes and I lost the ability to talk. My vision blurred but not enough for me to see that Adeline grabbed a box of tissues and handed them to me.

"I'm sick of feeling like this Adde. Every day I plaster a smile on my face. Everyone thinks I'm fine but it's like they are all waiting for me to break. I wish I could go back to when I was a little girl and didn't care about the world. I'm crumbling-"

Song for chapter - unsteady by X ambassadors