We eventually played all day, so I put her to sleep. I looked at her peaceful face.
"We'll get out of here," I whispered.
I walked out and into my room that was a closet. I laid on the blankets and closed my eyes.
Within seconds, a wave of thoughts filled my head. All telling me reasons why I should end it all here. I really didn't have the energy to fight it any more.
I ended up staying up the whole night. I stayed wrapped up in the blankets, not caring about anything. I didn't even have the energy to check on Holly. I was done. I had nothing left inside of me.
I heard footsteps, and I didn't care. I closed my eyes.
"KitKat?" I heard Holly say.
I faked like I was asleep. She pulled the covers off of me and saw that I was faking. "KitKat!" She whined.
I couldn't get up. I just couldn't. "Holly, dear, please let me rest. I'll play with you later, deal?"
"Fine," she said and walked away.
That later turned into days. I had stayed in the same position for seven days. I drank water rarely. I didn't even eat. I didn't feel like eating at all.
I heard the same footsteps.
"KitKat! How come you don't eat?" Holly asked.
"I'm not hungry." I said, emotionless.
"Your acting scary," she said.
"I'm sorry," I told her.
"Look! I made pancakes for me and you!" She said with s bright smile.
"I'm not hungry. Let's eat later."
"No! Your going to get sick like daddy when he didn't eat! I wasn't allowed to see him after he got sick. I want to see you!" She said.
That broke my heart. Poor thing. I decided to just eat.
When we finished, I thanked her and she left. I laid back down into the position that I was in.
She ran back into the room.
"Holly, what day is it?" I asked her.
"It's Tuesday." She said.
"Do you know that date?" I asked.
"It's November first, two thousand and seventeen."
My eyes widened in shock. I stood up and grabbed my things. I put them in a bag and hugged Holly. "Holly, I will be on a trip. I'll see you soon. Promise me you won't go anywhere?"
"Promise!"
"I'll see you soon. I love you," I said.
"I love you too. Bye KitKat!"
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His Dark Journal | Ming x Kit
FanfictionKit has been in and out of foster homes since he was only five, when his mother passed away due to an abusive father. When he was eighteen, he ran away from his present foster home. He finally dropped out of school to get a job and support himself...
