kiss me through the phone ☾max mills

14 | she isn't here

|max pov|

i enter the dinner hall, the sudden cacophony of loud chatter piercing through my ear drums as soon as i open the door.
i scan the hall for my friends but instead spot talia who seemed to be sat alone.
i make my way over to her and place myself in the seat opposite.
she looks up at me, pausing mid chew.
" why are you sat alone? " i ask her, and with one huge gulp, she swallows the half chewed up food that was lingering in her mouth.
" because sadie isn't in today " she replies, causing my eyes to widen.
sadie isn't in.
s isn't in.
" she isn't here? " i ask, double checking i correctly heard what talia had said.
" nope, can i continue eating now? "
i nod in response, my eyebrows furrowing as i try to join up the dots of sadie and s.
there's no way s is sadie.
s is funny and genuine,
sadie just...isn't.

|sadie pov|

i saw the world become a blur, colours meshing with other colours, and objects blurring together. my knees went weak... i was falling, falling and i couldn't stop. i hit something hard, but couldn't feel it, I only heard the sound of my body meeting the ground. my eyelids went heavy, and then, there was nothing. silent darkness without thought or imagining, it was as if the world no longer existed.

but then, i awoke, a dull and painful throb beating inside my head.
it felt good really, feeling on the edge of half-death, half-sleep. i stared out at the retreating images, and it all felt hard to take in, and finally felt like an escape from my dad.
but the truth is, i'll never escape.
he always seems to be one step ahead.
i don't actually remember how i slipped into the state of unconsciousness. it all happened too quickly. i hardly even remember waking up this morning.
as far as i remember, it's was darkness and darkness for miles. that was, of course, until my eyes abruptly opened and i was gasping for air.

my body physically feels too weak to even think about moving, never mind actually doing so. however, i know i must.
with every bit of strength in me, i raise to my feet, placing one foot in front of the other in a robotic manner.
i walk as if my limbs don't belong to me, and each step is a negotiation rather than an order from my brain to my legs.
i'm used to moving with pain and aches but today feels different.
today my muscles feel as though they have been flash burned with acid from the inside - just sufficient to make them move like each living cell has been replaced with aging rubber bands; thick and twisted.
i don't know why or how though.
i was only unconscious.
right?

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this is awful and crusty and ugh
but it's something and you guys like this story so take it or leave it
also urm the new episode of the walking dead has pissed me right off and i cried for 2 hours
oops
- amelia