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𝘈𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴.
𝘔𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶...

It still called.
It just kept calling me and telling me to do things that would either affect me or others... And every time, I broke down crying in the bathroom... With you on the other side of the white door. I could always hear your laugh..
Your voice...
Your snoring...
The voices of YOUR friends... While I stayed in that damn bathroom.
Eventually the bathroom became my best friend.
I grew distant from you... Another regret. I shouldn't have done that... All I needed was you, but I kept pushing you away...
And eventually you did too...

It still called...
And I still answered. It called. I answered. It told me something. I did it. My life began to rotate around It. I told myself that I was doing it to protect you... That it was for your safety... But those were all lies. Lies that kept me from running back to you...
Lies that only corrupted me more than I already was...

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