second chance/ Katy Perry and Orlando bloom

chapter sixty nine

Her story

I came to another point in my life.

I decided to just don't sleep at all anymore.

These dreams hurt.

Emotionally and physically

They make me feel so exhausted.

They make me more tired then just staying awake.

So I sipped on my coffee,

With my laptop in front of me,

Doing research about Iran.

Shannon finally left, she was mostly with Daniel anyway.

She was still mad with me and couldn't watch me:

''doing this to myself''

I promised her I wouldn't take the step from coffee to alcohol.

I pinky promised her.

I know better, alcohol is not an option to feel better.

At least not for me.

If it helps others: get drunk.

Who am I to tell you different.

You are already in bed.

I feel sorry for you.

I wanna be a happy girlfriend,

but it's difficult.

''Hey little girl,

Let's go to the playground!''

''YES!''

The little blonde with big blue eyes screamed and ran outside with her ball.

''Don't forget your jacket!

It's not that warm!''

I grabbed it from the coat rack and ran after her.

But she was gone.

Disappeared.

My heart started to beat faster.

''IT'S NOT A GOODTIME TO PLAY HIDE AND SEEK!''

I yelled.

I looked around me and started to ran the way to the playground.

It was not that far away from the house.

So I arrived there in a minute.

Her pink ball was laying at the edge of the road.

I crossed the road to get it.

My heart jumped over when I saw what was laying next to it.

Tears fucked up my view.

No way.

Her body.

Covered in blood.

I jumped on her,

Searching for a heartbeat.

But nothing.

She's dead.

Hit by a car or something.

I will probably never know what happened.

But it's my fault.

I woke up.

NO.

NOT AGAIN.

I had fallen asleep accidentally.

Even tho I tried so hard to stay awake.

My whole body hurts because of the position I had slept in.

Just on the kitchen chair.

My head resting on my laptop.

I was totally out of breath.

It was 6 AM, so I slept longer than normally.

I took a shower and decided to do some meditation,

to get at least some kind of rest,

but every time I closed my eyes I saw the girl covered in blood.

Also yoga was no option, because I couldn't find the rest in my breathing.

It was so shaky and without any kind of rhythm to work with.

So I won't get any kind of support to be able to get in those positions.

I sighed.

My days are so extremely long, because of it being some kind of vampire by being awake in the nights too.

I am SO bored.

And even tho I have people around me.

I can't focus to listen to them because I'm so tired.

I don't wanna go on like this anymore.

His story:

Watching you struggle with something is hard.

I tried to talk about it with you, but you won't.

I wanna get you out of the house.

Do things with you, but you don't wanna.

You are your own prison.

I wanna be the hero who gets you out,

But I can't.

It has too many locks and I don't have the keys.

You were trying to sleep at the moment.

Laying on the sofa.

Restless.

Around every 5 minutes you opened your eyes again.

Like if you want to make sure you didn't fall asleep too far.

I know you were having nightmares.

And it all has probably to do something with that.

But I don't know.

You don't wanna talk to me.

Not to your best friend.

Not to your sister and not a therapist.

You stood up from the sofa.

I walked over to you and gave you a hug.

''I love you darling.''

I said, wanting to make sure you know I'm here for you.

''I love you too.''

You said with a little smile around your mouth.

''It's time to walk the dogs, do you want to join me?''

''Actually, I do.''

I was surprised and watched you bent down to Nugget.

''Hey Muffin!''

You lifted the dog and gave her little kisses.

''I love you so much.''

You said to the little brown poodle, making me smile.

There's the old Katheryn again.

...............................

A/N: LEAVE SOME COMMENTS I WOULD LOVE TO READ YOUR THOUGHTS BOUT THE STORY X LOTTE