Wandering the woods.

The Signs

I look around me. Woods are everywhere. 'Help me' somebody screams. I am trying to yell back, but no sound is being produced. The air is sucking out of my lungs. My limbs feel so heavy. I hear some cracks. My arm starts to rip off. I can't breathe. I look at my left arm. A dark mysterious figure is pulling. It's red eyes are drilling into my soul. My arm is only attached by one little piece of meat. The pressure on the string is becoming larger. The string snaps and I wake up. Covered in sweat. In my new house. I run to the shower and jump under it. Cold water touches my warm skin. After a few minutes I calm down. I step out of the shower and grab my towel. The material touching my skin is a pleasant feeling. I grab my pill box. The pills seem to help my hallucinations disappear. But still, every time I go outside my house. I see one shadowy man, following me around. As I walk towards it, it vanishes. It made me crazy. I went to see a doctor and many scans have been executed on me. No conclusion has been made. They said I needed to see a psychiatrist, but still, nothing. I decided to stay home, mainly because I don't see the figure wandering around me. I look at my pills. The sticker says: 'haloperidol.' I see my name, Stephanie Philadelphia. I hear something behind me. I behind me. Nothing. As I look in the mirror. I see a weird sign in the damp. Looks like Chinese or Japanese to me. 青. It's probably just coincidence. I grab my towel and wipe it away. My lamp flickers. I walk to my room and grab my phone. I look at the screen. 7 P.M. Wait, what? I look again. 7 P.M. I look at the date. August 8th 2015. I slept for 2 days. I look at my notifications. 17 mist calls from Joey. I unlock my screen and call him immediately back. 'This is the voicemail of...' I hang up. Fuck, Joey. I need to go to see him. I don't want to, but I have to. I think back at the first time we met. We were at a beach party from a friend we had in common. It was 2 years ago. We had a one-night-stand that evening. Or what had to be a one-night-stand. We are still together since. It's weird. I grab my hairbrush and start combing my hair. My natural color turned from brown to black in just 4 months. It is weird. Doctors say it is because of the stress. I agreed, I have been experiencing loads of stress since I moved into this house. I throw on the first clothes I can find. A plain black t-shirt and a black pair of jeans. I look in the mirror. I look goth. Who gives a fuck. I walk downstairs and want to grab an apple as I see that all my fruit is rotten. I throw it in the trash can. The Friday that he  is on the other side of my kitchen. I walk towards it and open it. A weird scent sinks in my nose. As the bright light blinds me for a second, I am eventually able to see the weirdest thing ever. Literally everything is rotten. More than half I bought just two days ago. Almost everything is still in the packaging. I don't want to throw away everything right now. All I want is to go to joeys and have him calming me down. I walk outside and step into my car. I'm not supposed to drive as a 'psychotic' person, but I do it anyway. After 15 minutes of driving I arrive at Joeys. His bedroom light is on. I am going to scare him. I step outside my car and walk to the door. While searching for the keys in my hand, I get a weird feeling. I know what this means. I'm starting to shake. The feeling of being watched isn't the most pleasant feeling. Finally. The key. I unlock the door and step inside. As I close the door, I see the shadowy figure luring to me.

Haha, to late. I'm inside now, you can't do me anything. I walk slowly upstairs. I hear weird noises. Moans. I start to shake even more. What the hell is this? Maybe is Joey hurt. Maybe that is why he wanted to call me. I start running on the stairs. As I walk into his room I  don't believe what I'm seeing. In five seconds my whole future falls apart. I see Joey naked under another woman.

They're fucking. She is the first to see me,  gets frustrated and tells him immediately to stop. When he finally sees me, he turns white. Anger is boiling on the inside of me. Him fucking another woman, is something he is going to regret. I am afraid of myself. Afraid that I am going to hurt him. I don't want to hurt him. So I walk downstairs. I am seeing things again. I am cracking up. Get a grip Steph. The anger inside me is stronger than the other side of me. I start freaking out. I grab a vase and throw it on the ground. That feels better, for 10 seconds. My anger is still there. I grab a knife in the kitchen and start murdering his couch. The feeling of my knife drilling through the fabric is oddly satisfying. I feel a hand on my shoulder and I freeze. Two arms are wrapping around me. Squeezing me like I am a dog toy. I start panicking again. For fuck sakes. Two hands wrap around my throat. I finally understand what is happening. I start screaming. The hands stop strangling me. I start laughing and free my out of Joeys arms. 'You little pussy' is everything I can say. I start crying. Ugh fuck. Not the tears. They make me look weak. I wipe them away. I turn around and see Joey. He looks furious and stunning. 'I think you should leave' he says. Something inside me snaps. 'Who do you think you are? Ruin two years of my life and decide to fuck some random girl. You really fucked me. I hate you. I hate you. I swear to god I hate you! Oh my god, I love you.' My hand starts shaking. Something raises my hands. The knife swings towards his head. Joey sees what is happening and tries to avoid my knife. The knife cuts his cheek. From his ear to his mouth. The knife falls on the ground and I black out.

I wake up, I hear Joey and the girl screaming. I keep my eyes closed. 'Joey, you said you broke up with her. Look what you did!' 'Fucking bitch, I couldn't break up with her, because she didn't wake up. She didn't fucking wake up. I told you.' 'Don't call me a bitch. Let me clean your wound, baby. She is a psycho.' 'That is the main reason I fuck you.' The girl starts crying. 'So you're using me?' 'Yes, I am using you. I thought you already knew that, you stupid whore. Get out my house. NOW!' The anger in his voice makes me want to throw up. I open my eyes and see her walk out the room, still
naked. Joey is sitting on a chair. A towel that is supposed to be white is covered in blood. I find myself looking at his body. He is wearing underwear. Boxers. I have to admit that I think he is highly attractive at this moment. I stand up. I feel that my keys are still in my pocket. Good. I walk to the front door and open it. I see the shadowy man. Still standing there. I decide to ignore it. I walk to my car. The shadowy man does the same thing. Eventually I find us both standing at my car. I try to touch it. It fades away. I step into my car and drive home. I walk inside and after a few minutes I find myself on the couch. Hungry, angry, depressed and tired. I grab the remote and start zapping. There is one channel. Between 21 and 22. It has no name. Just a few signs. I remember one. It appeared on my mirror when I showered. The rest of them I have never seen before. 青木ヶ原. I grab a paper and a pen and I start copying the signs. What the fuck is this.