Autumn's POV

I woke up around three am in a cold room. All I knew was that I was on a bed. Had I been raped? No, probably not. I looked around, scanning the room and waiting for my eyes to adjust to the lack of light. I looked down and saw Mikey lying next to me, fast asleep.

So it wasn't a dream.

I got up as quickly as possible and ran to the bathroom down the hall, spilling my guts into the toilet. I was hoping the pain and hopelessness would spill out of me with my vomit, but it stayed down, torturing my heart. Of course. Twenty minutes later, I was lying on the floor, curled up and sobbing my eyes out. My throat was bleeding a little, and I couldn't deny that I deserved every bit of it. I decided that I needed fresh air, so I dried my eyes and fought back the tears as I made my way down stairs, Converse in hand. I pulled them on before heading out the door and being met by the cold, December night air and light snow.

I breathed in deeply, trying to clear my mind. It didn't work, though. So I let my thoughts crawl back to me.

Notes

Just a little filler here, I'm too tired to finish. Sorry. I've been really tired lately. I'll try n update tomorrow, I promise.

-Alexoxo