When I'm With You (REWRITING)

CHAPTER 17

Her snaps her hand towards my window and our eyes meet. She immediately stood up she and roughly closed her curtains,  stopping me from looking into her room. 

Dee's P.O.V

I wake up on the ground and groan. 

It was never a dream.

I feel my stomach cramp up again, only worsening my mood. 

I go to the toilet and look at myself in the mirror. I had dried tears and mascara all over my face. I was a complete mess after last night. 

I go down and make a coffee for myself, not knowing what else to do. I would go to work If I wasn't fired. 

I look at the time on my phone - 8 in the morning. I don't always wake up this early in the morning, but because my period is being a bitch, I become a light sleeper, making me feel every inch of pain inside of my uterus. 

My smile as I think of a small palce which could help me relax. I bring my phone out and text the girls so they don't freak out about my disappearance again.  

Me - Morning! I'm going out for some fresh air so don't freak out if I'm not home.

I go upstairs into my room and notice the mess I made last night. It was an act of the mind.

My mind took control of my body again. Flashbacks were continuously replaying in my mind. Everything wrong that's ever happened in my life came back to haunt me and I just couldn't take it. 

My mind makes me let it all out on anything I find.  

I see the broken glass dangerously laying on the ground, only making my shake my head at myself. I'm surprised I didn't cut or injury myself. 

The room was slightly darker than normal because of the closed curtains blocking the natural light coming from the window. I open the curtains and look at the window that was directly in front of me. 

Kaz. 

He saw me last night when I wasn't myself. He must think I'm an absolute crackhead now. 

I pick up the piles of clothes playing around the floor and put them in my dresser. 

I walk out of the house and get in my car, once I've finished getting dressed. I stare at the house for a few seconds. 

Am I going mental with everything that's happened in the past month? 

What's going on with me? 

I'm not usually this emotion and moody, even on my period. 

I drive to the only place that makes me relax and keep me calm. 

I take my shoes off and leave them in the car. I felt like I needed to feel every inch of the place in order to relax. 

I admire the crashing of the waves as my feet touch the golden, warm sand, calming me immediately.  I exhale heavily, removing all my stress from my body in one go before walking towards the shore. 

The autumn wasn't as cold as I expected it to be as it danced with my hair. My eyes scan the beach, looking out at the few people here in the morning - mainly lifeguards and elderlies. 

The warm waters crash onto my feet, making me smiles. The beach was my favourite palce to be when it came to being amusing. It was the only place I could feel free and know that no one could stop me from doing anything.    

I sit down a further from the shore, with my hands and arms supporting my body from laying down. The birds yelled above me as I closed my eyes...

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