"A smile is like a mask
To keep it masks the
Sadness in mind"
- Unknown
Your P.O.V.
I looked at the ceiling from laying on the bed. I heard Shadow's footsteps fade away from the door. I turned on my side looking at the nightstand. There was a picture there. It was me, Shadow and Scarlet. I sat up and grabbed the picture. He had his arm around me and Scarlet was on his shoulders. I smiled a little. I spotted something weird though. There was a smudge on the picture. I tried to use my sleeve to wipe it off, but it didn't go away. It was in the background it seemed. I took the picture out. I looked closely at the picture. It was a dark spot, it almost looked like it was in the picture. I put the picture on the nightstand. I walked to the door. I breathed before unlocking the door. I opened the door. I saw something rush from left to right. I froze. Trying to decide if I should close the door or walk out. I ran out of the house and grabbed my bag.
I found myself at my psychiatrist's office, again. I'm not sure what I saw. Part of me wants to know, the other part wants to keep it a secret. I didn't even talk to my psychiatrist. She wasn't even there. She was gone already, I was just hanging around the building. People there kept asking me if I needed help. I just replied 'no' and walked away. I did need help, they just couldn't help me. I eventually left. I just drove off, no intentions on where to go. I found myself stopping the car. I turned my head to see a coffee shop, a cafe. It was the one I worked at, so long ago. With my friend. (F/n)..... my best friend.... I pulled the handle on the car door. I stepped out of the car as the door swung open. I walked inside the place. A bell chimed from in top of the door as I opened the door. The smell of coffee and pastries filled my nose. My old working place... I went over to one of the tables and sat down. I held my head in my hand, my elbow pressed firmly on the table from holding the weight of my head. A waitress approached me, a familiar waitress.
She came over with a cheery smile on her face. "Hello, can I get you anything?" She said. I looked up at her. "Just a coffee please" I replied. "(Y/n)?" She asked. I looked up at her. "Yes?" I replied to my name being called. "I hope you do remember me. It's only been a couple months since we last met" she said. "Yes (f/n), I'm not all together right now" I say to her. She still worked here. After all these years she still works here. All? I guess just two years. It had been another year after me and Shadow got back together. "What's wrong?" She asked me. I sighed. "Things are happening, not with Shadow and me. Just me. I can't explain it and I don't want to" I told her. She nodded. She rubbed my shoulder and walked away. She came back shortly with my coffee in hand. She handed it to me and gave me a warming smile and left.
I went back to my house. Our house. I turned the key in the door lock and pushed the door open. I walked inside slowly. The clock read 1:37. I closed the door behind me and walked further inside. "Hey (y/n).." I heard someone say. I turned to see a very tired looking Shadow. "Hey" I replied. He was sitting at the kitchen table with his head in his hand. The home phone was off of it's base and it was on the table. Inches away from where Shadow was sitting. He had a small smile planted on his face. "Miss me?" I asked him. Half playing with him and half genuinely asking. He got up and walked toward me. He wrapped his arms around me and gently laid his head on top of mine. "Of course. Where were you?" He asked. "Just..... out" I answered. I pushed him off lightly. I started to walk away when he grabbed my wrist. He pulled me to him and wrapped his arm around my waist. He made me look him in the eyes. His ruby, calm eyes. They always seemed to be that way. Never changing their mood. "What's on your mind?" He said quietly. "What have I told you about trying to read my mind" I said in anger, pushing him off of me. He looked at me. "Wait, you're actually mad at me?" he said with surprise and a bit offended.
I walked to our room. I went over to my dresser. I looked into the mirror and brushed my hand through my hair. "What's wrong with me?" I asked out loud. I saw him approach me from the mirror. He wrapped his hands around me and put his head on my shoulder. "Nothing's wrong with you" he said. "Yes there is!" I shoved him off me this time. I looked at him. "There is something wrong with me! You wouldn't understand!" I shouted. "Well maybe if you told me I would know a little bit more!" He shouted back. "I can't tell you..." I said. I looked away at the dresser. "Why not? You're clearly going through some things and you need help and support... so why don't you tell me?" He asked. His voice was sincere and full of worry. I stood there, silent. "Why won't you tell me?" He asked again. I balled my fists as my eyes watered. "Does it have to do with me?" He asked. Does it? Is he the reason for my distress? It was back about a year ago when he lied to me.... about everything... I turned and was about to say something when I saw something in the corner of my eye. Thankfully it was just Scarlet. "Mom, Dad. Why are you guys yelling?" She asked in a sleepy voice.
