im feeling a way, off some kind of drug

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by obsidentz

by obsidentz

MITCHEL'S POV
trigger warning ?

i look down onto the flowing river i've made. i don't know what's wrong with me.
one minute, i beg myself to feel the pain for last time, the next minute i feel so guilty.
it's a cycle.

i clean up and wash my hands.
i turn around right before i open the door to see if there's anything i missed.
nobody will find out
i leave the bathroom, pulling down the sleeves on my hoodie carefully.

i walk around my house, wondering where clinton went. he's always here, especially in this weather. it's been raining for a week straight, i kinda enjoy it. october really is a blessing. i see lightning strike, clinton needs to get home soon.
i feel, weird. happy yet alone. i like it.
i take this time to put some music on, and have a small dancing sesh. i twirl around the cold wooden floor. taking in the sound of the music and rain together.

i hear the door open and i immediately stop.
clinton's here.
i quickly turn down the music, i peek around the corner and find clinton putting grocery bags on the kitchen counter.
i remember when mom would always yell at me for not helping put away the groceries
i then see clinton leave the house again to get the last few bags of groceries in the car. i decide to help him, ive never done anything like this before but it wouldn't hurt to try, he might appreciate it.
clinton comes back and realizes what i've done.

he hugs me, and he kisses my head
"thank you" he whispers and walks away

a smile creeps onto my face.
things aren't so bad sometimes.

i go back to my room, and look out the window to see the pretty dark sky with its love, the stars.
i lay down on my bed, and wrap the blankets around me.
close my eyes, waiting for what the universe has planned for me tomorrow.