"Daniel, please don't do this." He begged through the wood of my apartment door.
"Don't shut me out." The crack in his voice brought tears to my eyes. It was a matter of seconds before desperation turned into frustration which would eventually lead to anger. Thats what always happens first he'll raise his voice, then his fists will meet the wobbly door, and after all that he'll give up and leave. Why waste his time on me? A sobbing coward with family issues.
"Not to me. You cant do this to me. You're in a bad place i know that but just- just let me in. Damn it Daniel just let me in." He cried from outside. I stayed quiet as i covered my mouth with my hands too scared that if I remove them he'll hear my shaky breaths.
"If you don't open this door I'm calling Sander." He threatened. Sander. Sander. My best friend for eleven years. The person who knows my every move and all my moves. Knows about the lines on my wrist and why i make him turn off the all lights at night. Sander. What a good guy he is. Itd be a shame to ruin his day because his roommates having one of his signature meltdowns.
Part of me wants to reach up and unlock the door. The same part wants him to come in here and let me ride this out in his arms. But then theres the scared side that wants nothing to do with this guy. This guy who claims to have these feelings for me. Feelings that make me want to run and hide, kind of like what I'm doing now. Sobs rack my body and im hearing banging and am thinking its him going into stage three anger. But hes not yelling at me in anger, this time his voice is laced with worry and i slowly realize that the slamming is not him. Its me. Ive subconsciously started to hit my head against the door over and over and over again. The back of my head screams in pain but i cant find it in me to stop. Even through his screams and frantic tone i keep slamming my head back over and over and over until i finally get what i want, peace, silence, a pause from the screaming and burning reality.
~~~~~~~~Hey guys! Welcome to my twisted story! Um so yeah this was just a little preview of what I'm hoping to put out. I'm really excited to start this. Just a reminder that this is all my work and I'm open to any critiques or help. Thank you!
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Catharsis
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