My Play Date

chapter I: madness

~Melanies POV~
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Tears rolled down my face, taking my stinging mascara with it, as it's slow ascend to the floor made my heart pace speed up.
I was sitting on the bathroom floor, listening to the voices in my head. Come on, Melanie. You're smarter than this! Crying over some stupid boys, some stupid concert!! You're such a crybaby.
"N-no... I won't listen..." I said in a hushed tone as I hugged myself.
Come on, Melanie. Just because you lost some stupid tickets?! Paper. Just over some paper?! Get your ass up and grab the blade that you promised you would never get again. Slide it against your wrist...
I made a groaning noise as I got up, slowly, and walked over to the cabinet. I moved some bottles around and found it. I grasped it and slowly placed it on my wrist.
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"aGH!" I yelped, sitting up in my bed, the pink, fluffy covers falling off of my chest. I was covered in sweat.
"Another bad dream... They're getting worse..." I said to myself, rubbing my forehead. "Sheesh! I'm burning up!!"
I slowly got up out of my bed.
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Where are YOU going? Get back in bed.
I shook my head, ignoring the voice. She was the reason I had these dreams. The reason I was insecure. The reason I had anxiety. The reason with everything.
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I shook my head. I didn't feel like over-thinking tonight, so, I continued to walk to the door of my bedroom.
I turned the knob, quietly opening and closing the door.
I didn't live with anybody, so, why was I being so quiet?
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I stopped walking. "what....?" I was in the kitchen, already. I was udderly confused. I recall being in the hallway... thinking. Now I'm in the kitchen... Whatever. I just shook off the confused feeling. I've had that feeling befire... but I cant recall when.. I was in the middle of the kitchen, not even close to the sink. I sighed, and walked over to the sink. I searched for a cup that looked clean. After I found one, I filled it with tap water. "I'll take it to bed with me..." I quietly said to myself.
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I turned around, looking at the floor on the whole ascend. "Wha-" I saw some feet. Some black converse with black pants on. I started to look up, but a hand had grabbed my face, pulling my face up to the person in front of me. I slowly looked the person up and down. A NASA shirt... I knew that Josh Dun had a shirt like this, but I knew he would never be in my house.
Ah, Melanie. You actually thought Josh Dun was in your house? Pathetic. Kill yourself already! End your life!
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I ignored the voices as I looked into the mocha eyes, my heart melting into several liquid peices. Josh leans in closer, and I close my eyes. My face feels lighter. I open my eyes. "J-Josh...?" I feel my eyes start to water, as I start to walk to my bedroom.
That couldn't have been my imagination... It was too real...
You actually thought he was real. Joshua fucking Dun would not like a girl like you. Disgusting.
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I flopped on my bed, laying on my side. I grabbed my phone from the table by my bed. My phone buzzed from a notification. "ugh. Instagram." I said out loud, taking my finger down the screen, looking at the notifications.
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I neatly dropped my phone, gasping from suprise. I Posted a selfie earlier today, and turns out I have 346,567 likes, the usual, and 233 comments. Most saying I was beautiful and others saying something about Josh Dun commenting... I studied deeper into the comments. "J-Josh Dun said I was pretty..." My face turned a deep red as I looked at the comment he had left me.
"joshuadun: Wow!! Ur so pretty!! Dm me ;)"
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I quickly opened a new dm, typing his username. At every click of the keyboard my heart rate speeds up.
Littlebodybigheart: U wanted me to dm you...? 😶