Day 5

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"So you don't like Christmas?"

"Nope"

"What the fuck! Why!" Millie starts to yell slightly our laughs coming into a sync.

"Well Christmas Day was when the situation all happened"

Her face drops and she stops laughing she brings me into a hug and kisses my cheek. I blush turning a crimson color. Even though she kisses my cheek all the time it still gets me. She looks down shamefully and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What's wrong?"

She doesn't look up she just fiddles with her fingers before breathing out a shaking breath "I know everything that happened" she paused "the situation"

Told you

I told you she would never love you

How she gonna love you now

Now that she knows it's your fault

YOU killed your mom

She will never love you knowing how CRAZY you are

It's ALL YOUR FAULTI

My hands begin to clinch my hair my face scrunches up and my head starts pounding with these voices "no" I whisper yell "it's not my fault"

Millie looks up and grabs my shoulders lightly I yank myself away but not in a mean way I just don't want to hurt her. I get of the bed and I pace around the room. "NO" I start yelling over and over again before I hit he wall.

Millie runs over to me wrapping her arms around me her warm body against mine causing me to stop but still squirm in her arms a little.

She holds me while we slid down the wall she whispers for me to calm down. Saying it's going to be ok. And soon the voices are gone.

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