This was the most disgusting thing that he could have ever possibly wound up getting. He didn't want to admit any of the guilty thoughts that never left him alone, the guilty thoughts that kept him up at night, and the things that he could never forget- because it was god's punishment that he couldn't forget them, no, he would never forget them as they drove down too deep into his skin, into his veins as it became hard to breathe.
'Just stop it already'
'I can't take it anymore!'
'It's your fault, isn't it?'
His throat swelled up, as he felt it harder and harder to gasp for air, it was disgusting and he knew that there was nothing that he could do about this terrible, tragic fate... it was all his fault- or at least that was what he had drove into his brain, and that was the sole reason why he could never forget- he could never forget her smiling face, her face that he had come to hate so much, because it burned his heart every time he tried to get close to it- the person who showed him so much kindness was gone... If only he had done something- anything different to have changed this disgusting fate-
he would have.
It was already hard enough to admit to himself- nevertheless someone he barely even knew. It was disgusting that he had to spill it out to someone that was a stranger, but in a way maybe it was better that way- maybe as long as he never saw the other's face ever again, just as long as that never happened ever again.... maybe he'd be able to breathe once more.
Hands trembling as he started typing on his phone, it was slow, feeble movements as he tried to make sure everything was readable, or something of the sort. It was so hard, the words that he saw on the screen were things even he didn't want to admit, no they weren't true- they weren't at all-- But no matter how many times he said that to himself he knew there was nothing that could or even would bring this feeling of guilt away from his aching, broken heart.
Disgusting tears fell down from his face- as he held up the phone to the other, he didn't to admit it, but it was the truth, wasn't it? It was the disgusting truth that he couldn't ever wash away from his face, the blood that never touched his hands he could see all over them...
'Just make it stop already... '
That was the voice that screamed inside his head.
「I killed her... I was the one that killed her- and now she's gone forever... and I can't ever take it back...」
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Ene was laying around in someone's phone. She blinked and tilted her head, noticing that it was pitch black. Someone must have placed their phone having that screen faced down. She flew closer to the screen and started knocking on it hard, just enough to not make the screen crack. She sighed, knowing that they wouldn't hear the knock.
She thought of another way to get their attention. She made the phone vibrate while she knocked on the screen again.
setothebrave replied to your publicación:Here it is the feeling of the month....
/hugs!!
xerpiente replied to your publicación:Here it is the feeling of the month....
[ ;v; //cuddles mother in law!!]
Ahhh! Sorry for worrying!
I'm really, really sorry! This is the feeling of the month! But... But I'm feeling better now! And I mean it! Still, thanks for the concern! Sometimes my thoughts can be quite difficult to deal with it. Anyways, I'm better now!
