Glass Promises

Chapter Eight

I wake up, surprised at how much the temperature has dropped. I wasn't sure how long I was asleep for but the sun was beginning to set, dipping behind the line of tree on the horizon. I hang my towel over the railing and head back inside, Not in the mood to lug it all in or make multiple trips. I had the confused, fuzzy feeling you get after a nap. I changed clothes and slumped onto a chair, turning on the tv. God, I haven't don't this in forever. Lately it's just been YouTube or Netflix but now, I decided I had time to scroll through the many pages of shows displayed on the screen. An idea popped into my head, as I headed into the kitchen to grab myself a brownie. A few days ago, Jay baked brownies and as usual, they came out fantastic. I could always count on Jay to life my spirits, even if she wasn't even here. I say back down with the brownie on a napkin, resting on a table beside me.
"Are you really going to eat that? Look at you, you're a pig."
I put the brownie down and sigh. "But these brownies are special.." I half plead to the monster inside my head.
"It's not worth it. You're a waste of space as it is, no need to waste more of it. You're already fat, it'll only increase from here."
I could practically hear the enjoyment in his voice. He loved this. He loved making me feel like I was nothing. He loved succeeding.
I sighed in defeat, pushing the table away as best as possible from my position. I winced slightly, hating the sound of it screech against the floor with a push. Zero was right, even now, im proving myself lazy. It wasn't even hot in the house, in fact, it was quite cold. And even so, i could feel the air around me get thicker and struggling slightly to breath. I focused on the tv, settling on a random move in hopes to quite my mind and cool off a bit.

  ___Silence___