Breathless

Chapter 2

Lola's POV:

        Snapping my eyes open, I jumped from my bed and ran into my bathroom door, making it slam into the wall.

       I lifted the toilet lid and released what I had in my stomach. My stomach clenched with each hurl. Cold sweat dripped down my forehead.

   'Why is this happening' i said to myself before heaving again.

         My stomach burned and I could feel everything moving around inside. Tears sprung from my eyes making everything blurred.

     "Dad?" I croaked as loud as I could. "Dad!?" I got no reply. My guess is he already left for work. Crying a little, I wiped my mouth with toilet paper. However heaving again right after.

            'Fuck'

                             All I remember eating last night was the macaroni my dad made. Maybe it didn't agree with my stomach. But every time I have it I'm always fine, why now.

   I rested my forehead against my arms, taking deep breaths.

   "Are you okay?"

    I snapped my head up looking around fast. What the hell was that. I could have sworn I heard something. Vision still blurry, I tried taking in the area. "Dad, are you there?" My voice shaky.

    I got no reply. I wiped my mouth again and stood up on shaky legs, flushing the toilet. My eyes itched making me constantly rub them.

'What's going on. Is this a side effect from the medicine? This hasn't happened before' my head wraps around the though of me just possibly going crazy.

I just shake my head and brush my teeth continuing on with my normal morning routine. Not hesitating on taking my pills at the though of hearing a voice. I head downstairs, my stomach still in knots, but I eat a couple of crackers.

Groaning I put my pounding head into my arms. The cold house making my arms cool feels so good against my head. I wish I could take Advil but unfortunately for me I can't mix that with my pills. Not understanding where all this pain is coming from I grab a water bottle and decide to sit on the couch, maybe that will ease the headache away. My stomach felt better after the crackers.

I lay on the couch and close my eyes. I don't remember how much sleep I got last night. Not enough apparently according to the strain I could feel slipping from my bones the minute I lay down. I really can't seem to catch a break can I. A huge breath came out making my whole body deflate.

       "Interesting"

  My eyes snapping open at the sound of that voice again. I could feel my whole body freeze from fear. Slowly lifting my head, I inspect the room for a source to the voice.

            "Hahah" a cold chuckle could be heard faintly.

"Holy shit I'm either going insane or there's a fucking ghost in my house" I mumble to myself. I pick myself up off the couch, deciding not to be useless and sit there like a fish out of water. My foot steps make the floorboards creak with every movement and I try my hardest to stay quiet. My feet lead me to the hallway that straight ahead leads to the backyard door. Which by the way has no curtains which leads me to the fact that the whole fucking door is frosted.

My eyebrows dip down taking in the fact that it's like 84 degrees out side and the door has frost on it.

'Okay it's official, I'm loosing my shit. Just going batshit crazy. I'm hallucinating.' I roll my eyes at my stupid self conscious. I rub my eyes and look at the door again.

Nothing. It's perfectly fine. No frost. Maybe I'm just seeing things cause I'm tired. Yeah that's it. Like I said before I probably didn't get a lot of sleep. The depriving of sleep is messing around with my head. I nod to myself confirming it. I walk back to the couch and lay down. Resuming my position of closing my eyes and trying to get some sleep.

        Anonymous POV:

Lola lays down, closing her eyes and trying to go to sleep. However the cold dark figure that stands in the corner watching her chest rise and fall with each breath, goes unnoticed by Lola.

  "Not much longer my sweetness, not much longer" and with that the figure disappears. Leaving behind tension and jerky movements of Lola's unconscious body.