Visions (Oliver Sykes)

I know a place that we can get away.

Another day. Always the same routine. Getting up, drinking two or three coffees while listening to music, going to work, going to the bar, getting back home, not sleeping, going on walks in the middle of the night... The list could go on forever but still, I was doing the same things everyday. And honestly, I was becoming sick of this.

"Yes, Ma'am. I understand. Yes but... What? Oh, sure. Have a nice day." I hated these phone calls. I couldn't stand when someone didn't let me finish my sentences. That explained why I grew to talk a lot less. They didn't care what I had to say.

"Oli! Come with me after your shift? Bro time of the day." Matt smiled.

I knew it wasn't a real question but just a statement. He would be waiting for me in 15 minutes. And honestly, I was in no mood to be bothered at the moment. I guess I could get out using the backyard door.

It was funny because I would have given everything I had just to feel okay one minute, for my mind to shut up or for someone to listen. But still, I didn't seem to have any of these things. I just wasn't lucky enough. The only luck I got was that I actually managed to run away from Matt. And that was something quite remarkable.

"Same as usual, please." I asked the barman. I was what they may have called a loyal customer.

"Sure. Wait, you're the guy Natasha wanted to see! Hold on, she'll bring it to you." Just great.  This was exactly what I needed.

I waited for quite a long time, at least it seemed long. She was lucky I really needed that coffee other way I would've gone. And just when I thought it couldn't get worse, Matt sat down next to me.

"Did you really think you could get rid of me just like that, Oli? I know you hate it, when I spend time with you, but please don't make it any more harder."

I didn't want to think about how hard it was for him to deal with me. I didn't want to see that maybe he wasn't enjoying it as much as he made it seem. I simply didn't want to hurt him, because, after everything, he saved my life.

"Oli! I'm sorry it took so long, I was on the phone with..." Natasha said, but her voice faded once she saw who I was with. I could notice the way Matt slightly shook his head. "You want something too Matt? I can bring it to you, if you'd like?" How did she know him?

"I'm fine, thanks. I was just looking for that kid, right there."

Once again I was feeling invisible. Maybe I was selfish, but Natasha came to talk to me, and instead, she was speaking with Matt. I just wished this would have had an effect on me. But it didn't. I couldn't feel anything about this.

"Don't talk about me as if I wasn't here." I muttered. No, today was definitely not my day.

"About that, can I borrow him just a few minutes?" Natasha asked.

"I'm not an object either. What if I don't want to talk to you? Did you even think of that?"

"Yes, I did. And I thought you'd need it. I know a place where you could feel."

"Call me when you're heading home, alright?" Matt said to me and hugged me. I didn't really have a say in this, did I?

Natasha told her coworker that she was taking her break and she took my hand in hers so she could lead the way out of the bar. This was weird how her hand felt so warm against my skin, as if I was too cold to even be alive, like a living dead.

"I'm sorry about the way I acted the other day. It's just that... I was scared, you know? I was afraid that if I let you close you'd try again what happened. Anyway. I thought about it a lot, and I figured out that if I wasn't there for you when you asked for it, then it wouldn't be good for you. So, here I am, and we're almost getting to my secret place."