4.35 AM
Unknown:
Are you there?
Fitz:
Yes, why?
Unknown:
What do you get nightmares about?
Fitz:
How can I trust you?
Unknown:
Sometimes it's better to trust a stranger, rather than a friend.
Fitz:
True.
I get them about my childhood.
About how many innocent lives were taken.
It was all my fault.
I sold them out, to live.
I dream that he's back in this state and killing people I love.
Unknown:
It wasn't your fault, Cameron.
Fitz:
How'd you know it was me?
Unknown:
It must be hard being that oblivious.
the school knows?
Fitz:
Oh, I just realised what I said.
whOOPS.
Unknown:
Well done.
And, before you ask, I'm not going to tell you who I am.
Fitz:
But I want to know.
Unknown:
Sorry.
Fitz:
So, why did you text me asking about my nightmares?
Unknown:
How do you deal with them?
Fitz:
I don't.
I take medications from my therapist, but they never leave.
Demons outside are harder to defeat than the demons inside.
Unknown:
How do you always seem fine?
It's a mask you know how to put on.
Only those who watch your every move can see the hesitation, the split-second when it crumbles.
Fitz:
Practice makes perfect, I guess.
Unknown:
I know the feeling.
Fitz:
What are yours about?
Unknown:
Everything, really.
Fitz:
Did someone close to you die?
Unknown:
I guess you could say that.
Sometimes, I wish I'd died too.
Fitz:
What?
No.
That would be terrible
Honestly
I would hate it
Hello??????
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