The Silence - BΔSTILLE

~10~ Our Dysphoria...

Hello hello hellloooooo! Okay now I need to say that I am so happy that I've managed to get over 800 reads, I know these may seem like just words...But I cannot express how surreal this is and how grateful I am that people are actually liking this! Thank you SOOOO MUCH :D

Furthermore onto this chapter...You've probably got the hint from the last chapter that things aren't exactly 100% towards the end of it. Now I've took the feedback I got from something I posted a while ago and tried my best to develop it; I really hope you like this part of the story, I did actually find it a little difficult to write at first because the idea was such a drastic change...But nevertheless...I give you, Our Dysphoria... Hope you enjoy it ;)

*PS. If anyone was wondering realistically what Tami kind of looks like, I can add a picture in the next chapter? I found a kind of look alike to what I imagined but obviously there are some different things to the actual character; but you know what I mean ^_^*

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I woke up the next morning with what felt like the weight of the world on my shoulders, last night wasn’t that good at all. I mean, not the meal and moving in; that was great, but you know, the fact that I possibly ruined an opportunity to have a chance with the person who’s practically helped me with everything I’ve ever struggled with, and someone who’s made me feel like I’ve never felt before. ‘It’s not a crime to like someone because of that is it? Maybe I’m way too over my head with this. I mean, Dan probably never liked me in that way...I wish I could read minds just to know what he’s thinking.’

 I just couldn’t help but feel as though now whatever Dan was thinking, was my problem because I could have caused it. Does that make any sense?!I checked my phone on the desk next to me, 7:15am. I could have slept longer, but I felt this irritation inside to just get ready and get the day over with. I got dressed and did my daily routine of brushing hair, phone, teeth, phone, makeup, phone until I was finally done. I was going to skip breakfast since after that food last night, I thought I was going to blow up and ruin the apartment with my bodily parts...Now that sounds incredibly wrong.

Tip toeing downstairs in case he wasn’t up yet, I walked into the lounge to actually see Dan sitting on the sofa typing away on his laptop. I didn’t know what to say, so I sat down on the other side of the sofa and took out my phone. He hadn’t seen me for what seemed like ages, so I assumed he was ignoring me for some reason; two can play that game, Smith. Then minutes passed by, and I heard movement beside me and a clear of the throat. I kept my eyes glued to my phones screen, heard another clear of the throat, but I didn’t know how to respond; ‘Does he have a cough, or is he trying to get my attention?’ I turned my head to look at him; his eyebrows were only slightly furrowed and had a blank expression on his face. “Um, good morning?” Dan said as though a complete stranger had walked into the room. “Morning to you too” I said back. I saw his eyes switch to the left, a quiet sigh from his mouth as he clamped his eyes shut before turning back to his laptop, I stared at him; not wanting to even believe that he’s just done that... Tami, you idiot you just walked in, sat down and ignored him...But he ignored you?

I sighed back and walked out of the room, I didn’t want to care anymore. Feeling vexed, I grabbed my bag from where it was hanging up by the door and walked back into the lounge. “I’m going for a walk” I said abruptly. Dan immediately stopped typing and looked up, “What do you mean you’re ‘going for a walk’?” He said with a puzzled expression. Shrugging, I replied “I need to clear my head, see you later” and just as I walked away, I heard footsteps behind me. I opened the front door but an arm suddenly reached over and stopped it in its place. I turned and saw an either unhappy or concerned Dan looking back at me; “What’s going on?”