The room was warm when I stepped inside, but it didn’t touch me.
The heat clung to my skin like smoke, empty and suffocating.
I didn’t pass anyone on my way to my room. If I had, I’m not sure I could have kept my face together.
Chris and James were out of sight, it was a good thing but at the same time I kept wondering why, did they keep distance because they knew I needed space or because they didn't want to be near me anymore?
The moment the door closed, the air left my lungs.
I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the floorboards. I've never felt or been so alone in my whole life.
Alex’s voice still echoed in my ears.
I never saw you as a burden.
If I tell you, you’ll hate me more than you already do.
And my own words, sharper than I’d intended.
Maybe I already do.
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