I stood at the stairs trying to catch my breath. I know I didn't watch myself close enough. What is gonna happen? I felt sick to my stomach. I looked at the clock. 1:02 am. I told the boyz goodnight and went up to my room. The curtains moved a little but I didn't think much about it.
I laid down and got chills down my spine. I think I hear someone breathing..
I'm probably overreacting. I have anxiety order and it really messes with me at the worst points. Oh well.
I got my phoned and stalked twitter and then Instagram. I texted people and looked through my pictures. I put my phone down and cuddled up to my pillow. I don't sleep with Mikey every night. I usually try not to, his fans find out everything and I don't wanna offend them. I heard more breathing but it's not me. I held my breath.
"Hello?" I whispered. And just like that a pillow was over my mouth and a felt a weight on me. Someone was holding my arms and I could feel a needle sticking me in my wrist.
I tried to scream but my lungs went numb and then things started getting darker. I blinked and saw him. And then I heard him laugh. My heart slowly stopped and my eyes fell. The world was a daze.
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The Day After Boyz
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