AN: Enjoy the last of the bulk upload.
Paige shuffled out of bed after Emily left her room. She ambled to the window and watched the other girl run into her car, get into the driver's seat and stall, coiling up into a ball and crying. She wanted so much to reach out and touch her. She nearly ran to her side. Making her cry was not her intention. Every tear felt like a stab in Paige's heart but she had to let go of Emily, because she loved her.
She knew this was the right thing and she knew that it would hurt but nothing prepared her for how it actually felt when it was done. She didn't roll into a ball and cry herself to sleep like they do in the movies. No, this was much worse.
It didn't feel like her heart was breaking. It felt like her heart was gone.
Like there was a massive gaping hole where her heart used to be and it was just this empty, black, cold space where if you stuck your hand in, the only thing you'd feel was a draft. Like someone had reached inside her and tore the blasted thing out and all she could do was watch it happen.
Paige was gone. There was no more Paige. She didn't feel like Paige anymore. She didn't feel at all.
She sat in the bath long after the water went cold. She started to shiver but still didn't feel the cold. Her body was here but her mind had gone. She tried to retrieve it but all she found was woe. Every moment... every second that ticked by was an infinity. And Paige had suffered so much and so long she felt as if her life spanned centuries. She felt old and decrepit. She moved about as if she was scared of turning ti dust. Her mind made up that if she moved faster she would crumble. So she slowly rose from the bath and after a few minutes she languidly set herself down on the bed and went to sleep.
Dreams were good. They were the only time she could escape this Paige shaped coffin and live in the real world.