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Night 517
517 nights of being locked up in a place made for people like me. Sure, you could say I'm needed here, but the only result of being isolated is constantly being reminded of him. Not a day passes by when I don't think about who he was and who he could've been, what we could've been, what we still could be.
I miss his bed, I miss his smell, I miss his laugh, I miss his horrible cooking, I miss his dimples, I miss his presence, I miss... him.
But everything's ok because he still visits me in the depths of the night....
my thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door.
"charlie it's circle time"
circle time meant social hour where I get to interact with the nurses and other patients here, I dread this hour, it takes time away from liam and I.
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The tall figure walked out from the dark corner in my room. He always came right before bedtime to make sure that I was ok
After everything we've been through, he still looks the exact same....
"My nurse said that i have to have 2 hours of mandatory therapeutic sessions a day. She doesn't think it's healthy that I still keep in contact you"
He walked up the end of the bed running the tip of his fingers over the thin white blankets, carefully examining me.
"what else did they tell you?" he said as he sat near the foot of the bed
"they tried to tell me you arent real and it's all in my head" I scoffed.
"don't listen to them, they just want to separate us and if you let them I will never forgive you"
His saddened expression slowly turned aggressive at the idea of me leaving him. I dont ever see myself with anyone other than him.
"besides, you cant get rid of me that easy" he winked at me.
My hands nervously fumbled upon each other and I quickly grew flustered. He was the love of my life, correction, is the love of my life and I could never live without him.
"oh and I also made a new friend during circle time today, her name is riley"
"whats she in for?"
"apparently her boyfriend was EXTREMELY abusive to her and now she has ptsd and something else I cant quite remember" i laughed to myself
"I hope you dont plan on replacing me with her" he frowned with puppy eyes.
for some reason, he was very stern that I would leave him which broke my heart. I loved him, my life is devoted to him
"anyways, it's late don't you think?" he stood up flashing a smile at me.
"NO!!" I quickly jumped out of bed, grasping onto his wrist in an attempt to pull him back on the bed ,but he was too fast.
"charlie I will be back ok? I love you and I always will. See you tomorrow night beautiful" he grabbed the sides of my head and kissed my forehead before slowly letting go, walking back into the corner.
I grasped my shirt to tend to the sharp pain in my chest, everytime he left it felt like my world was crashing down in front of me all I can do is watch.
My head started pounding profusely and my knees felt weak, the ringing in my ears made me fall and squirm on the floor screaming in pure agony. This happened every time he left.
I guess this is my punishment for killing him.....
