Broken Wings

Again

I opened my eyes to someone trying to wake me.

"Lara?? Is that you??" A man shakes my shoulders, scared as if I wouldn't wake up.

"Who the.." I jump, and scream, thrashing out, but he grabs the hand that I threw at him.

"Wait" I stop, and looked into his eyes.

He looked into mine, his eyes were warm and caring.

I realized EXACTLY who it was.

"Ben??"

"Oh my god Lara" he lets out a huge sigh of relief.

"Why are you here?? How did you find me?" I continue to stare in his eyes, making me relax as I sat on the matress.

"I'm here to save your ass again.."

"I found you, I thought you were dead." He gets up and wipes his pants off with his hands, and reaches a hand out to me.

"I told you that I wasn't gonna come back.."

"That was when you thought you were okay. Well look at where we; no YOU are now." he looks around.

I grab his hand, and just let him take me away from all of this. My nightmare in reality.

Again.

I collected my things and plopped into the front seat of a familiar car, still in my sweatpants and clothes from yesterday, and Ben started to drive off.

Ben was a really good friend in highschool, and we continued to be friends even after that, even after I came from the first asylum, he saved me, by taking me into his home. But then the souls creeped up on me big time, and I would be fine, but wandered off, and he couldnt find me. And then I got called into the police, and they sent me back, and there I was. Back into my old alley.

Ben was my only hope. Without him I would probably be dead, or killed.

But I keep on denieing the truth.

I never wanted to relize that I couldn't live without anyone's help.

But the truth doesnt lie, like how I keep on lying to myself.

To be honest, I know that the cycle of me going crazy and leaving Ben and everything is gonna happen all over again.