Cold. Thats how the water felt as it poured over my naked body. The tiles were cold as I sluned into a sitting position at the bottom. Everything was so cold

Goosebumps tose on my skin as what felt like tiny pellets of ice spill all over my skin with my knees up to my chest and my forearm resting on top, I bend my head to sink my teeth into the skin of my arm

A sob racked over me I was numb to the core, I could feel nothing. I bite into my skin harder than before. Still nothing. I wanted to scream, wanted to ask god why he would do this to us 

Why do we always have to be tortured

It was not fair

My black hair curtained around me, sticking to my wet skin. It was night time. After showing Blake to the guest room he had not bothered to come out yet

I knew I had to expect that. Doctor Gomez did warn me beforehand. But was it stupid to have wished that he wouldnt have suffered these kind of complications

Life was not fair

I retracted my teeth from my skin, I had tortured myself enough. I needed to be strong For the both of us. It was normal for him to treat me this way, he doesnt know me, he doesnt remember me 

a shaky breath, rising slowly to my feet. My legs felt numb, cold, useless. But my fingers, they were a different story, they wanted

as I close the faucet rather tightly. I imagine wringing their necks for causing my

phone. I sighed withdrawing my hands away from the faucet. I really hope it‘s not that god

had been annoyed enough when I was in the hospital. He kept calling even though I had explained my

grumbled a curse, sniffle as I opened the glass shower door and slipped out. My fingers work quick to grasp my towel and wrap it swiftly around my body. My feet treaded fast against the marble

Our room

it on the bed. I rolled my eyes groaning slightly. “I‘m coming, I‘m

caller and relief washed over me seeing Ryan‘s name pop up. Hastily I reach over and curl my

having a mental breakdown.” I squeezed my eyes

do this Ryan. I can‘t.” 1 hiccup. I was not strong. I never was. Blake was the one who was strong and he tried

He blasted through the phone when I had not

it‘s hard. It‘s hard for all of us. I mean how do you think I feel knowing that my bestfriend slash cousin thinks my name is really Austin?” He

“Yeah, I remember when he used to joke about your parents naming you Austin instead when we were younger. Funny how his

again. “But he doesn‘t remember me Ryan. He doesn‘t remember me at

It‘s ironic that he doesn‘t remember the most important person in his life. But here‘s the thing, what you two shared can‘t just go away. Even if his brain can‘t remember

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