I stare ahead, not really knowing what I’m looking at. Maybe open space? I’m not really looking at anything. I’ve neve felt so numb in my mind before. I violently rub my hands over my face, knowing I have to get out of bed, but mentally I just don’t have the strength. I grunt. What am I going to do? Knowing that there’ people out there, feeling like this. I wouldn’t even wish this feeling on my worst enemy. I don’t even know who I am anymore.
I c***k my knuckles, feeling satisfied with the knacking sound.
It feels like I need to cry but nothing comes out. I feel heavy.
“Get a grip, Rosalie.” I snarl at myself and finally get myself out of the bed. The sun is already shining high in the sky. Everyone knows I’m already up, even before the sun is up, so I need to make an appearanc
