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Imperfect

Imperfect ch 8 - A Quiet Dream

“It’s been a while. How has my little angel been?”

“Who are you?” As I open my eyes, all I can see is pitch black. I don’t know why but I feel calm, like it’s something I’m familiar with. “Where are you?”

“What are you talking about, don’t you remember me?” the voice said calmly.

“I don’t know. Won’t you come out?” There was no response, only laughter; a small chuckle if anything. I begin to feel cold, like the room around me suddenly shifted the temperature. I begin to lose my composure, my hands can’t stop trembling as the sound of laughter resonates through my head. “Shut up!” I yell at the voice. “I don’t like this anymore, please stop!” The room begins to feel colder by the second and the laughter does not want to stop. I head feels like it is pounding, almost like it is ripping me apart. I wonder why it became like this, why does the voice filled with joy brings me to shambles.

As the laughter reaches a point where I can’t hear my own voice anymore, everything becomes quiet. Almost like time froze and I was stuck in complete darkness. All of a sudden, I hear a small whisper that would make me cry at any hesitation. I could a cold breath next to my ear, almost like there was someone right next to it.

“Or do you just not want to remember?”

BEEP BEEP


I open my eyes, my breath feeling like I ran a whole marathon. My heart keeps on pounding as if it was a ticking time bomb ready to explode at any moment. I lay there for a moment, just staring at the wall as if something will pop out any moment and remind me that this was all a dream.

But it never happened.

Once I realized this was reality, I turned my head to the alarm clock to see what time it was. As I moan with agony as the idea of it already being time to get ready to school, I begin to dread what today would bring.

“God, if you have any mercy, please shoot me down and end this pathetic life of mine so that I may live an eternal life in my sleep.” Silence filled the room as I await for an answer. “Nothing? God dammit, fine. I’ll keep on living then. In my bed that is; at least just for today” I respond smirking an evil grin.

As I close my eyes, falling back to sleep, only one thought came through my mind. Fuck education, I’ll just become a stripper.

Notes

What's up reader!
It is I, the forgetful, can't keep a promise to save their life, Fiercyboy. It's been a long time since I updated Imperfect (my bad), but since it's pride month, all I can say is, you are all queens in my eye and may you all slay; whether you are in the LGBT+ community or not because this is a time to be proud of yourselves.
In all serious though, I do want to apologize to all of you whom I promised to update as soon as possible. It turns soon in my life is as reliable as people saying there is someone for me in life. Yeah right. All I see in my future is a bag of cheetos and a laptop with netflix ready to binge watch Coco on repeat.
But enough of my ranting. I'll try my best to update as frequently as possible, but that will all depend if something good gets added on netflix.
I hope you all have a great Pride!
-Fiercyboy
PS: Like, share, comment, read, and whatever and maybe it'll change my motivation habits.

Comments

Great!. Waiting for more....

Percyloveoflife Percyloveoflife
1/28/18

@Artemis The Hunter
I will be soon

fiercyboy fiercyboy
6/21/16

UPDATE!!!!

He's Italian not Spanish

KandyKid11 KandyKid11
5/25/16

Cool

Constrictor Constrictor
1/22/16