Derek
*Derek*
I sighed sharply and placed my pen back on the table. I had just finished writing the letter I would give to Benjamin. It pricked my heart to say goodbye to him but it's for the best. They deserved to be happy. Both he and Isabella.
“Derek,” I heard Isabella softly call again. This time she sounded both sober and exhausted. “Derek please open up. You can't keep doing this to yourself,” she said.
I felt an aching in my chest. I wish I could let go of everything. Did they think I didn't want to be helped? I wish someone could make the pain go away. I wish it were that simple but it’s not. My condition grows worse by the day. Every now and then, new personalities show up. A few months back it was Nora, and now it’s Maverick, and soon I would not be able to recognize myself
