1095 Days

Chapter 5

Chapter 5.

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Thanks For Not Calling me Nothing by the way, its an endless nightmare.
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We Ate our food quietly, "You Seem A Bit Quiet." Patrick mumbled.

"Just Thinking." I nibbled on a piece of bread.

"Enough Thinking child." He chuckled.

"Okay Father." I laughed while sipping my drink.

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"Are You Baked?"
"Like a cake." I laughed while staring back at patrick.
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"Lets Go Char." Patrick smiled and payed.

I got out my seat & fiddled with my fingers.

We both walked out the place; on our way to the amusement park. Patrick got a call, he literally Turned the truck around in high speed with hot tears filling his eyes.

"P-patrick?" I touched his shoulder gently.

"I..I'm taking you to your house, something came up." His voice was cracky.

"Lets talk about this." I turned towards him.

"I'll see you n-next week." He mumbled & stopped infront of my house.

"Okay." I muttered getting out & closing the door gently. "Hope you feel better." I said while walking away.

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Two Weeks Later.

Its been two weeks since I saw Patrick.

I finally had the chance to move out of my parents house & into a small apartment.

I'm settling in with my own peace & time.

Mum & Dad Would Help Me out with the bills sometimes.

& I found a small job, it paid 13 dollars or 16 an hour.

I did get into a good collage, but I don't really want to talk about it.

Being a writter, that dream faded away.

Like most of the things I love.

- I finished unpacking & fixed up all my clothes neatly.

I moved my Furniture to the spots that fitted best.

Soon enough all my moving boxes were stored.

I walked to my new grey room & pinned a couple of posters to the wall.

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10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Happy New year!!
Everyone Burst out yelling happily, while I just left & saw things while laying in the soft snow.
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I knocked over my lamp while stumbling to the bathroom & taking my pills desperately.

I washed my face quickly & stared at myself in the mirror.

My eyes were dull & dark, I had heavy dark bags under them. My face seemed more pale.

Things where getting bad again.

A knock interrupted my thoughts & I dragged myself to the front door looking a mess.

I removed the lock & to my surprise Patrick Was There.

I left the door wide open for him to come in and walked back to the bathroom.

"Charlie are you okay?" He asked sternly.

"You want the truth?" I got out the bathroom & stormed in front of him.

"Yes." He nodded.

"All People want to hear everytime when Something is wrong," I paused.

"Is that you're fine, and they'll believe that." I tried my best not to break down.

"But the truth is I'm not okay." a tear slid down my cheeks.

"You Give them A Smile & A 'I'm fine,"

"And they move on quickly, sometimes you run out of things to keep yourself numb. " The hot tears slid down uncontrollablly.

" When I try to be happy, that same hole inside my head drags me down like If A Anchor were attached to my ankle. " I was shaking hard staring at him.

"Here we are, I could pretend I'm fine, fake a smile & make every thing seem okay, when It's actually not. " I wiped the tears off.

"Charlie calm do-" I cut him off.

"It's so sick & tiring dragging myself through anoter day feeling guilty cause of her death-"

He cut me off by wrapping his arms around me & muffling my sobs with his chest.

"Shh Shh It's okay." He rubbed my back slowly while my crying faded out.

"Go get cleaned up," he wiped my cheeks "I have a small surprise for you." He gave me a small smile.

"Okay." I turned around & walked to the bathroom, again.

I ran the shower & the last thing on my mind was.
Why does he even bother?

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Hello! Uhm sorry AGAIN Ugh go ahead & demand my head cx

Well all I can Say is

ENJOY! (SORREH)

-NOTHING