Idea by Weird69

Y/n's Point Of View

Every wall in my room has turned into blackness as invisible arms kept me in my place. The glowing eyes kept starring at me and their mouths were saying such awful words. My tears were filling a half-broken glass that i had named life. Every shadow was covering my body and its fingers were wrapped around my neck chocking me pathetically. I was talking to myself again and again repeating my last words. These pills are too sour and my smile is always too sweet and the space between them is just so painful. Why am i always at the end?

I threw my phone across my room, it hit the floor and the screen broke into thousand pieces. So fragile but it still was working. I was broken but still alive, just like this phone. My mouth felt dry and i knew it was time as the wooden door opened widely revealing a tired Alex.

"Y/n.. It's time for the pills love."

"I don't want these white demons in my stomach again."

He titled his head, it wasn't the first time i was against my medicines but this time my words felt robotic.

He sat down leaving the glass with the pills besides him. Alex rubbed his eyes trying to push the tiredness away by giving me a cheerful smile.

"Y/n we have talked about this-"

"Why are you still dating me? Your friends must feel pity for you. Why would anyone befriend or worse date a depressed chick?"

"Y/n i love you. I am here for you."

"This is the fucking problem! I am afraid that if i try touching you, my hand will go through your skin and i will realize that you are just a forgotten memory."

I let the tears cover the blankets. Alex seemed more tired than me. With me, with my behavior but mostly with my crying and sobbing. I got angry, sad, confused. My mind's already a mess and it was angering me.

"Out, out, OUT NOW!"

I managed to push Alex out locking the door behind him. Sitting down leaning against it mumbling about how i want to sleep and never wake up again.

"Y/n open up please i god damn love you.. I am not a memory, i can hear your mumbling and i can see your fake smiles. We can get through this together.."

"All i wanna do is trade this life for something new.."

"All i wanna do is trade my life for you."

I curled up into a ball and let the tears become a flood. I want to make hin stop caring about me but i can't.

"It's hard to let you go y/n."

"Just some space.. For... For now.."

"Okay love."

I heard his footsteps fading and i turned loudly the radio. My glare fell on the pills. I took them hesitately sipping a bit of water cracking a small smile.

"I know what it takes to move on.. I know how it feels to lie.. All i wanna do is trade this life for something new, holding on to what i haven't done..."