Before I knew it, everything went dark. The colorful spinning lights disappeared within a blink of an eye and the music was gone, followed by silence. But the silence was broken by the people in the club reacting panicked. I don't what happened and I don't care. I have to get out of here.
I pushed my way through the crowd towards the exit. At least now, people couldn't see me so it was easier to leave. Still everything felt so slow...
"Hey, don't push me!"
I heard complains, confused voices, and people screaming at one another but nothing mattered. I just wanted to get away from here.
After much struggling and pushing myself through the people I made it to the exit and I ran. I ran home. It was in the middle of the night and a girl like me shouldn't be out alone but I don't care about anything right now. I just want to go home..
Why do I keep making wrong decisions? What good had I expected from this party? From socializing itself? Nothing!
I'm an idiot. I keep doing stupid things and making stupid decisions. I knew I have social anxiety, why did I go? What the hell was I even thinking? Was I even thinking in the first place?
I just ran through the empty streets, not caring about my tiring legs. I would not stop until I reached my house.
My footsteps echoed through the empty streets and i didn't care to look back. I don't care about anything.
I finally reached my house and went up to my room, but it seems like my bother heard me.
"(n)? You already home? Did that guy bring you home?"
"Ah... yeah..." I answered, trying to avoid eye contact so he won't see that my eyes have already gotten teary.
"Hey are you okay? What happened? Did you get into a fight with him?" Daryl could not be so easily fooled after all.
"...It's nothing."
I continued walking towards my room and shut the door behind me. At last, I was safe. My room was the only place where I truly felt comfortable, where I felt safe and I could be myself.
I slumped myself on the bed and started sobbing.
I hate myself. I keep making decisions I regret, even though the outcome is more than just expected. Just because a popular guy likes me doesn't mean that I would become popular as well. I'm just me. I've wanted attention before but now I couldn't care anymore. I prefer being alone as I have always been. It's better to be lonely. I don't need anyone rely on.
All of a sudden, my phone vibrated and I took a look at the message. It was from Ben.
"Don't be sad, I'm here for you. Open your PC and let's talk :)"
I wanted to be alone at the moment but if Ben has something to say then I guess I'm rather interested. I got up and switch my PC on.
My phone vibrated again and this time Drew had messaged me.
"Hey, are you okay?"
I decided not to reply to him. It was rather embarrassing to tell him that i have had an anxiety attack followed by Ben killing the power. I don't think I could face Drew again. I ruined Catherine's Birthday party, but I didn't feel sorry for her, I only felt sorry for myself.
When I opened the browser it immediately connected to omegle. Why omegle this time? Wasn't that a site for pervs or something?
Ben messaged me again.
"Connect your web cam."
... Should I do really to do that? Was it a good idea?
To hell with that, I keep making wrong decisions anyway, might as well regret it later again. I got up my ass and got my web cam which I have placed aside from the mean time. To think about it, this is actually the first time I have ever used my web cam.
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FanfictionI don't believe in the paranormal. Especially not if they exist in a game. Ben isn't real... it's just some hacker messing around with me. Or even worse , a stalker... but still... judging by the things that happen around me, it doesn't seem like th...