L O S T .|| ✔ //MxM

T W E L V E .

He talked for the first time today. And all I could do was go to a closet and cry.

I didn't even know why I was crying.

Maybe it was the stress I had gone through.

Or maybe it was because I finally got to hear him talk and can now have his name changed from John Doe to Demilade.

But I definitely knew they whatever it was, had to be a combination of my jealousy and a little resentment towards him.

Jealous that I wasn't there when he finally spoke and neither was I the one he spoke those words to. Albeit I never tried to coin a word out of him.

Resentment that he would try to run from someone who saved him but give his first word freely to someone who was paid to be nice to him.

I sit on the floor in the supplies closet and let my thoughts run in different directions because I know deep down that they're just a distraction from what's making me cry.

A beautiful distraction.

But a distraction nothing less.

I went home for the first time that day.

I really really missed my bed.