After Dunkirk

Chapter 6

I wake up to my head feeling like its pounding out of my skull once again. These feel are some of the worst headaches I've ever had. It's like a constant nagging throb in the back of your head.

Georgia's got the blinds open again and the light is making it even worse. I can barely even stand without feeling dizzy, but I can't take that sun on my face.

Georgia comes back into the room as I'm lying back in bed. I honestly don't get how in the hell she can be such a morning person this early.

"I could have got that for you. What's wrong are you feeling sick again?" She says.

"Yeah my head is killing me." I say.

"I'll go get a cool rag for you. I'm gonna let you get back to sleep. Do you want the door closed?"

"Yes please."

I happen to look over at the pills on the nightstand notice that it includes headaches as one of the possible side effects.

Great. So to not have these stupid flashbacks, I have to wake up with god awful headaches every morning. Just great.

I end up nodding back off and when I wake up again I'm feeling much more rested and my head has pretty much stopped hurting.

I see Georgia sitting on the couch in the living room and I decide to join her.

"You feeling better?" She ask as I lay my head in her lap.

"Yeah, much better." I say

"Well good." She says as she runs her fingers through my hair, which I oddly love.

"So do you want to talk about tomorrow or anything?" She says.

"Not really. It's just something I need to do." I say.

"Okay I'm not going to push it, but if you want to talk about anything you know I'm always here." She says.

"I know and I appreciate that babe, I really do." I say.

"But will you at least promise me one thing?"

"What is it?"

"Will you promise me that you'll at least try and go in there with an open mind and listen to what their saying?"

"I'll try, I can't make any promises though." I say.

"That's better than nothing, so I'll take it." She says.

Lately the just the thought of all of this really has my mind in a wreck.

It's depressing. On the outside I may look fine, but mentally it feels like all of this is just eating away at me in such a quick span of time.

I don't know what my purpose is anymore and nothing seems to makes sense anymore like it once did and it feels like no one so far truly gets what I mean.

Monday comes way faster than I wanted it to. Georgia's classes started back today and I didn't realize how much I'd miss her until now.

I sometimes used to her throughout the day before but I don't know, today feels different. I feel empty in a sense. Maybe she was right. Maybe I did need her to come. Maybe this is too much to face on my own, but either way I'm not going to ask her to sacrifice things she has going for herself for some bullshit reason like this. She's already done so much for me as it is.