𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧, I woke up to study.

I brought my book and tiptoed downstairs. I then sat on the dining table, and tried to focus. All I could hear was the eerie silence, and honestly, it was enough to make me lose my concentration. Not that I had any.

I began to get nervous.

I have to focus. I have to, otherwise I'm doomed.

Why can't I just be like normal people ?

I started to read the first line in the page, trying my hardest not to focus on anything else. But of course, I was a writer. And at times like that, I would plan a scene in my head then write it down later.

Just then, I broke down into tears.

Why couldn't I focus ? Why couldn't I just close everything else in my mind and focus on my studies? I have to admit, writing was a gift, but my mind turned it to a curse. I couldn't focus on anything, and I didn't trust anybody so easily. They would end up betraying me, so why bother? It was exactly what happened with my elementary school friends. I didn't trust them anymore.

I let out a sob as I stared at the paper with blurry eyes. Great, now I couldn't see anything. Just peachy.

He woke up, feeling air beside him instead of his girlfriend. The first thought that came to his mind was maybe she went to the bathroom, but they had a bathroom connected to their room, and its door was wide open.

Go look for her downstairs. He thought to himself.

He tiptoed downstairs, and saw that the dining room light was on. The next thing he heard were soft sobs. He stepped closer to the dining room as his eyes closed trying to adjust to the light.

And saw his girlfriend sobbing on the dining table.

"B-Baby ?"

I looked up immediately, and saw my boyfriend standing in the doorway.

Was I that loud ?

"What's going on ? Are you okay ?" He asked softly, stepping closer towards me.

"I'm fine. Just go back to sleep." I replied coldly, avoiding his gaze.

"No I won't ! Please tell me what's going on. Did someone hurt you ?"

"No."

I shook my head as he hugged me, snuggling his face against my neck. He felt extra warm at that moment, and I couldn't help but relax immediately.

We let go after a few minutes. He planted a soft kiss on the top of my hand and sat beside me.

"Baby.."

"I don't know ! I c-can't focus on anything, I can't study, I feel worthless, I-" I ranted, my voice cracking.

"No, stop ! Don't say that. You're not worthless, you give me strength ! You gave me strength since we came here and.."

"Gosh, I'm eternally grateful for that. Baby.. Why didn't you tell me you were stressed out ? I want to help you." He spoke gently, wrapping his arms around me in another embrace.

"Because I don't want to be a burden."

He embraced me tighter. "You're not a burden.. I love you so much."

"Me too." I said simply, because I wasn't in the mood for romantic phrases.

"Please let me help you.."

He hugged me tightly once again, which, once again, felt really warm. I hugged him back, slightly messing his already-messy hair.

Maybe this wasn't so bad.

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