When Death Awaits [BxB]

Chapter 5

I knew my daily dose of tea came to an end when Ms Lokkum and Mrs Arnold went back inside to prepare for their book club meeting.

I stood up from my seat and stretched out. I heard my spine pop a few times but didn't pay much attention to it as I got to my front door.

Once inside, I leaned back against the door, closed my eyes and breathed in the sweet scent of my home – dust. I imagined what it would be to be greeted by a loving mother who was interested to know how my day had been; a warm meal waiting for me, the television turned on to some random channel, curtains wide open and letting daylight in the cozy room.

I opened my eyes and was greeted by silence, dusty floors, drawn curtains in already dark enough room, the television off, no meal or mother waiting for my return. I swallowed the bile that seemed to be stuck in my throat.

It was a bitter sweet feeling, to come home to an empty house. Even if my parents did stay here, did care about me, they still wouldn't be able to welcome me. They'd be at work, because money is hard earned.

The once clean and bright home, filled with love and lively conversations, was a living space of despair and unachievable dreams. How nice.

The silence was too suffocating, it was closing up on me, choking me. I was yet again falling in the darkness of my mind. I couldn't escape it, not even in my supposed home. It followed me whenever I went and it showed.

Suddenly, a sharp pain exploded in my right cheek. For a moment I stood there, dazed, not fully realising that I had slapped myself to snap out of it. Then as a complete mood switch, with a tight lipped smile I took off my shoes, dropped my bag somewhere by the door and went to get the vacuum cleaner.

For once I wanted to pretend everything was fine, that I was fine, and the first step was to actually tidy up the place.

A/n: Okay so, this "chapter" has been in my drafts for a while now and wanted it published even if it's not finished before I stopped writing.

I hate this story and I hate writing it. I hate how it always turns out badly.

That being said, since I'm sure at least one person wouldn't want it deleted (again) I'll keep it on my profile but it will be discontinued.

Sorry for wasting your time reading or waiting to read this. Have a great day/night.