The Thoughts That Weren't Suicidal
My body began to curl itself into a ball and sounds of pain helplessly escaped from my throat. The startled animal sounds began to project from my body as it continued to go into shut down mode.
It's like the walls have begun to collapse and all of the rubble is falling on top of me and only me. I can hear people screaming and shouting, but for some reason, I feel like I am the only one who can hear them. They are screaming for me to leave, to just run away. They are all so scared of this catastrophic earthquake.
Because everything that they know is falling apart.
"Adri, Adri pay attention to me." Kris's soft whispers broke through the chaotic screaming. I whimpered reaching out for her voice, but someone was trying to stop her.
"Don't touch her. She won-"
Kris ignored Tabitha's warning and I was grateful because it feels so nice to have Kris's arms and scent around me. It's like her hands are putting everything back together, and the shaking is beginning to settle.
"Kris, I need to-"
"Get that the fuck away from her."
"Get out!" I screamed for Kris, clasping my arms tightly around her.
I hear faint footsteps walking away from me, and then the door shut. It is then that the tsunami came, and all of the tears ended up washed up on Kris's shirt. Kris didn't seem to mind though. She accepted and encouraged them. Welcomed them with that soothing sound of sweet nothings that the voices desperately needed to hear.
It is then that I realized something that I would've been extremely resilient to admit a week ago, but was now ready to scream from the top of all of the mountains with the loudest megaphone in the world.
I love her.
Book 1 in "Born to Die" series
#236 in Teen Fiction