Ethan
The hot water trickles down my skin and calms me down. The splitting headache was back again and I wanted nothing but to pull my head off.
Ava was probably still inside, I realised the time was pas3 a3 am when I got into the room after I kicked her out in the middle of the night.
I was in denial, I wanted to see her so bad. I knew I suspected she was the same person but why did I feel this way?
I step out of the bathroom and stare at my room, the room I allow myself to pass through but not use.
The journal Ava was holding, lay open on the floor, ink splayed into words but ones I couldn’t understand.
I pick up the book and stare at the open page.
“When it finally stops I must not be breathing.”
These words hunt me. She said them to me and then in the blink of an eye she was
