Dream

The Bathroom (2)

TW// VIOLENCE

    He's never held onto me this tight before. I never thought he'd do that. I never thought I would hold onto him so desperately either and that's what made my head hurt the most. I have no idea what to do with myself because frankly, I don't even know who I am right now. Who I've become. I've been split in half, unfamiliar with neither of my broken personalities.
    And do I know which one I want to be the most? Maybe.

    I closed my eyes and continued to bite down on my lip as if my life depended on it. My mind thought of nothing but Kieran these days, or at least that's how long I thought it's been. I'm still stuck in this bathroom and it makes sense why. Kieran has lost most all of his trust he had in me. God, you're so stupid.

    Using his trust was my only way out of here. If I had just left his phone alone we would've still been on good terms and who knows, maybe living in the outside world where I could've had a better chance at escaping. But no, that's not the real problem here. See, the other half of it is this -I, Suriah Moon, have had no intention of escaping for the last month because of the relationship Kieran and I have built-. Fuck. He's doing things to my head.

    Speaking of, Kieran hasn't been here for a while. I wonder where he is right now. He's never been gone this long and it's making me more anxious than when he is here. I opened my eyes and let them wander, hoping it would suddenly make Kieran appear and after too long I gave up. I sighed out tiredly.
    Where is he?

    I let my eyes flutter close again. Not even seconds later a loud slam erupted through the house, followed by more chaotic loud noises coming from downstairs. I jumped in place, my heart going a million miles per hour, and scooted closer to the corner. I watched the door.

    Was it those guys? Those thugs? Instantly, I felt my stomach twist and turn at the thought of them, my heart wanted to stop beating and die on the spot because let's be honest, it'd be better than dealing with those animals ever again. Just as I was about ready to fall over, Kieran's muffled voice entered the room. I released my choking breath.
    No, but somethings wrong.

    My wide eyes stayed locked on the door as my body hesitantly crawled to the door and pressed an ear against the wooden frame. None of his words were coming out clear enough, luckily I could catch onto the tone of his words and to be honest, it wasn't looking very bright.

    His tone had dropped to hell. Something even I haven't experienced. His steps were thunderous and his actions seemed reckless. I furrowed my eyebrows trying to get a better listen on what he was saying.

    The door flung open, slamming against the side of my head and pushing me back. I yelped out at the sudden moment. I held the side of my head and grunted out as I pushed myself back up.

    Kieran stood there, furrowing his eyebrows at me with his lip lifted in confusion. He held the door handle and lifted the other one.

    "What are you doing in front of the door?" He stoically asked.

    I sighed and blinked rapidly trying hard to think of an excuse to make up but it didn't matter anyways, Kieran didn't even bother to wait for me to answer. He stepped into the bathroom and squatted before me.

    "Let me see," he said, trying to turn my head to the side.

    I pushed his hand away, "I'm okay,".

    "Let me see," He said again.

    "I'm fine!" I sturdily snapped.

    Kieran had his fiery gaze burning into my soul not just because I wouldn't let him check on me but because of the way I just talked to him. I regretted it instantly but was able to keep my cool displayed. Stay calm. Stay. Calm.