Chapter One
It was that night, the night I realized I couldn't do it anymore. The weight on my shoulders had gotten too heavy, like a jacket soaked with rainwater. My eyes were dry, burning and tired, my body exhausted. My hair unwashed on my aching skull, my feet cold. The room around me lay in dim light, the lights of London barely reaching it. It used to be nice here, some time ago. Warm and comfortable, a place you wanted to be after a long day. Now it had become my prison, my protection from the outside world, a cage holding me captured together with my emotions.
I don't remember how it started. There had been no event to trigger it, no change in my life, no nothing. Like a storyline in a TV series, I had been forced to slowly watch my life go downhill, watching myself become the person I am now. No trace is left of that energetic, upbeat, positive person I used to be. I am just an empty shell. However, no one knows, except for me. My family has not seen my in months, neither have my friends. When I starting avoiding them, they put me off as hopeless. Useless. No one likes a friend that never smiles, never laughs, isolates himself. It was probably my fault, but whatever. Not that I felt like spending time with anyone. Ever.
I suddenly snapped out of my thoughts. The room had gotten darker, my feet colder. With slow movements and a foggy brain, I lifted myself out of the dark brown armchair, pressing a hand into the soft fabric as I had trouble holding my balance. Attempting, not to step onto a pile of clothing or some trash, I made my way to the balcony. In a sudden need of air, I rip open the glass door, avidly sucking in the brisk cold of a London December. Shivering, I let my gaze wander over the housetops below, gradually leaning forward over the metal rail. What an odd feeling. So secure behind the barrier, yet so close to diving down 15 meters straight onto the cement walkway. I can't resist the tingly feeling in my stomach. For the first time in weeks, I am feeling something. Inch by inch I move my body forwards, lifting my heels off the ground. Closing my eyes, I take another deep breath and stand on the tips of my toes.
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"WAIT!"
To be continued…
Author's note:
Hey guys, thank you for reading the intro! As this will be my first ever-published Dan and Phil work, I would highly appreciate some reviews and constructive criticism. Stay tuned for the next chapter!
Love, Marie