Wishful Thinking|| Keira|| Closed
She'd been laying in her bed curled up for days unless she need to use the bathroom. She didn't even feel sad. She just felt numb. <p><i>Who falls in love with their imaginary friend?</i> <p>She sighed, curling into herself tighter, not even acknowledging her own hunger as she lay there. <p><i>I'm such a fucking idiot. Even if he were real he probably wouldn't feel the same.</i> <p>The change in her was obvious. She didn't speak to him as often as before and when she did it was with eyes fixed on the floor. She jumped whenever he appeared and she made frequent excuses to leave the room for long periods of time. <p>She knew Andy wasn't stupid and it was only a matter of time before he asked what was wrong with her. She doubted she'd be able to lie. marching-towards-death












