"Kris, Kristina" Josh said shaking my arm, I must have zoned out for a long time for him to worry in such a manner..I shake my head a little and crease my lips..
"No," I nearly whisper, barely hear-able...I shake my head slower than a slug can move, making it seem like somthing'ss wrong with me, he cocks his head just a little and turns me around, then it happens.
I snap. Something that's just been praying on the perfect moment to happen. I hit his arm away and look at him losing all control.. "FILTER YOUR DAMN THOUGHTS KRISTINA" I think to myself before I spit out one of the most regretful things, I may have ever said.
"YOU caused this," I growled angry with what had happen in the past month "Its all your fault" I say as i throw my phone at him... and then I broke, I broke from the snap.. Ah the wonderful affects of an anxiety attack.. I fell to the floor sobbing,
"I cant take this anymore, I just cant..." I murmur into my hands "Life is just to much for me, It hates me Josh, why didn't you let me die! It would have been so much better for me!" he shook his head and stroked my hair... I bet he's probably gonna take me to some doctor who thinks he knows what he's doing and puts me on some more damn medication telling me It will make everything better, but really it just adds onto the list of medications that don't work and I could end up addicted too.
He looks at me with his eyes, his kind caring eyes. God I love those. He runs his hands through my hair, catching the occasional knot.. I bury my face into his chest, scared to death about what might happen because of what I said.
So I savor this moment for as long as humanly possible
(Authors note: Im so very sorry this took forever.. writers block has had me once again. I will coninute to try and upload and write as often as I can.. Thank you my loyal readers and I love you all oh so heavenly much... ~DJ Bergen)
