Leaving You [Frerard]

Cause My Lips Are Chapped And Faded

June 5th - 12 Days Left

When I woke up, my parents had taken out all the alcohol and opened my blinds. I reeled at the sunlight. Falling out of my chair backwards. This only made my head hurt more. I groaned.

"Bastards," I muttered.

Then, I was hit with the pain I had been feeling before, the pain I'd tried to drown out with alcohol. The pain of losing him.

I felt dead. Worse than dead. I felt like I had been tortured and beaten to death, and then brought back to life to feel all the pain done onto me. It was pure hell.

And I couldn't even muster the guts to talk to him.