Jake, help me.

Jake's POV -

The sun is setting and the darkness invites itself into the room through the blinds. I stand up and walk over to them, blocking out the night. Ivory left a few hours ago and I'm left alone with nothing but the steady beeps. I shut my eyes and place my forehead against the wall, breathing deeply.

I need something to calm me down before I explode.

I only feel like this when life becomes too difficult to face. I know I'm heading in a downward spiral but I'm done being responsible. I can't control my emotions anymore which scares the living crap out of me. When I feel unstable, I become a danger to myself and to the people around me. It's who I am, it's uncontrollable.

I walk over to my phone resting on the bedside table and grab it, texting the person who's barely an acquaintance.

Do you have anything for me?