I lazily stretched my limbs until i heard and felt the sick satisfying crack of my body loosening before i groggily turned over and snuggled deeply in the soft cushy pillows. I was just about to go back deeply into my slumber until my phone blared ' Arcade ' by duncan laurence pinching my nerves as the depressingly melodic tunes floated in the air. It didn't really matter how much times i heard the lyrics it still tore at my tattered heart whenever i heard it being played.
Tears filled my eyes but i stubbornly refused to let them fall mainly because i was left feeling down and out of it unlike my unusually cheerful self. My chest clenched roughly as my emotions barrelled into its walls pushing roughly against its surface trying to break through. The events of the night somehow fled my memories as the only thing I remembered was hosting it. I somehow could not remember what had happened after the show was finished or how i had supposedly got home but every time i tried to remember something it felt like a million persons were ice skating on my brain.The only thing i knew was that i was home and dressed entirely in my care bear pajama and tucked away. I wanted to freak out but at this point I was beyond stressed to add this to the back breaking mountain of stress I had to carry so instead i decided to go to the bathroom to get ready for a long day at work. While on my way to work I kept getting wild flashbacks of some things I couldn't quite remember and was left with a headache that threaten to crush me to pieces..
"Good morning mr grey" I called as we met up in the elevator. He didn't answer instead he angrily tapped a way on his phone only lifting his head when the door opened and he walked out. Don't get me wrong i felt it to my very soul but i refused to overthink it due to this nagging headache that threatened to take my head, so instead i turned my focus on my work to distract myself.
What seemed like a whole ass day day was but an hour and thirty minutes. i groaned why cant this day end I thought as i stretched cracking a few of my joints that felt stiff.
"In my office now" i heard my boss say and i jumped and squeaked out 'daddy'
"What is wrong with me??" i thought as i quickly got myself together in a presentable way. He stood staring blankly at me before walking back into his office.
I'm so dead was all i could think as i got up and followed behind him.