I was stalking slowly. Took me a couple of minutes to exit APISTAC hospital. As soon as I did I inched towards my SUV, still engrossed in my reflection. Why now? Why not when I'm sixty? By then I'd have seen possibly seen my grandchildren. I was merely forty seven. Sonita,my foster daughter was twenty five and would once again become an orphan if I died. Her biological mother, Rita died twenty two years back.
Boy, I loved her with my whole heart and it pained me the more to recall that she died a though quite meaningful but early due to circumstances yet to be explained. In that state of being spaced out I still had the presence of mind to unlock the door with a key and sit behind the wheel shutting the door afterwards.
About to turn on the ignition,a thought arrested me. I reasoned out not to inform my boss about my predicament,he disliked me since I lost his so called imperative case and had been seeking for some reasons to have me fired. I wouldn't give him one.
Concerning Sonita. Well she was pretty grumpy. Or acts like that when I'm present in the house. As much as it hurt to I doubted if my plight would matter to her, perhaps she would even be gladdened rather. Whatever transpires I'd forever love her more than I did her mother. After all she was like a duplicate of the first and only love of my life.
It could be a lot torturing emotionally if she didn't care much but all things considered I had to notify her anyway. But I was yet caught in the web of fear. I didn't want Sonita to become an orphan again. I didn't want to leave everyone I loved behind. Since I had just a few weeks hadephobia took a toll on me. And most disturbingly I didn't want to die.
I sighed attempting to shake off those spine-tingling thoughts away. However it was to no avail.
Despite the fact that I don't drink alcohols at this very moment I wanted to go high. It felt like I needed to. Wick's message popped on my phone when I concluded to hit the road to a bar. I could have disregarded it if I hadn't remembered he usually had alcohols so I reconsidered and swerved to a different direction.
Various thoughts occupied my mind. My head was hot. Emotions running. At the moment I was zipping. There happened to be a lengthy truck in front. Maybe I shouldn't stop. Yes! I wouldn't! I wouldn't halt! We're all going to die one day, the devil urged. Yes! My time is now. Die! Die! Die!
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