I went to my comfort place, i went to this old abandoned house in the middle of the woods, the house had mostly burned down, but i still liked to come here when i was feeling like the world was against me, and today it was, more than most days. I went to the roof, it was dangerous to go to the roof if you didn't know exactly where to step on, i fortunately did. I was sitting there and listening to music, after a while i realized music can't help me here, so i took the razor blade that i hid here, looked at it, and finally after some doubt i made a cut, blood started to flow and i just smiled a bit and let it flow down my arm.
I did it multiple times until 3 hours later, John had found me. When he saw me he had realized i did it again "Why dude, isn't this a good thing?" I didn't want to respond to that, i didn't know how to respond. "Talk to me, man..." i don't know what to say to him so i just looked at him and shrugged my shoulders "I don't know what to say..." i barely muttered the words, i didn't want him to see my bloody arm, "Sorry" i told him and he understood and set next to me quiet.
Bit later he gave me his handkerchief and i cleaned my arm and we started walking to the city, it wasn't too far away, but still a small walk away. On our way we ran into an old friend, so to say, it was Mike, he was lighting the joint when he saw us too and waved "Come,man, this is the shit" we haven't seen him in so long, guess he was lost from all the weed, the man was high more than i was drunk, and trust me that is hard to achieve. Me and John looked at each other and went to him "how's it going, man?" i asked him as he handed me the joint "Great, i payed my debts and got a job, i'm not even selling anymore." i was kinda surprised, the man was always owing someone money, he owed me too, but i didn't mind, he did compensate with weed, a lot of it. John didn't like him much, but he LOVED his weed, and John loved a good high, so he kept quiet and smoked while Mike and me talked. "Have you heard, Lucy is back in town?" John was kinda surprised, how did he know that "Yeah we kinda saw her. But how do you know shes back?" John asked him what i wanted so i was anxious to hear the answer "I had driven her back, well i driven her to the airport 5 years ago too", I was in a loss for words, i tried to talk but all i could mumble was nonsense, John realized what i wanted to ask "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US?!?" I hadn't seen John yell in so long, hes always so chill, "Dude, she made me promise not to say anything to you two" what, "Why bout of us?" i asked when i came to my senses "Well she knew John would tell you, and so i promised and gave her a ride. Also she told me not to tell you this but she came back only so she can see you one last time, she will be here for just this year and than shell go away forever."
Before i knew what happened i realized i was running, John was running behind me, he could never mach my speed, i was in a track team before, so he could never catch me if i ran as fast as i was right now. Blood. I fell, i didn't even realize before i saw blood over my eyes, last thing i remember before awakening in the hospital was John carrying me out of the forest, i don't know how he did it he wasn't very strong.
I awoke for a few minutes, i saw my mother talking to John, he explained that i fell and scratched my arm during the fall, a third person there was just nodding there head in agreement, i wasn't sure who it was. I fell asleep again and only an hour later, i had awoken again, i saw Lucy sitting next to my bed talking, to me it was more mumbling than anything else, i decided not to let her notice i was awake, but before i knew it i was asleep again.
I had awoken in the middle of the night the next time, i looked at the clock that was on the wall, it was 3:07 am, i saw a needle in my arm so i grabbed the poll on which the infusion was hanging from and with it i went to the nurse so i can get lost from here and have a cigarette. 30 minutes of looking for a nurse i found her and another 20 minutes of showing her i'm fine i got out, it was 4 am so i went to a bar to find Sophie for a bit of a good time, she wasn't there so i just texted her to meet me at my house in 30 minutes, but as soon as i got there i fell asleep, well i really did have a bad day...
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Bad Day
RomanceStory about daily life of Stephen Brown and he's troubles while fighting with depression. Read the story for more :P