No Words

It hurts. I don't even know why, but it hurts so badly that breathing is painful enough to make me want to stop. I can't deal with this madness. It's too much for me.

It HURTS.

"Sage? is everything okay?" Nox's voice is so far away I don't bother to answer. He can't hear me. He can't hear my suffering and my anguish, and he won't understand. "Sage?"

Why even bother? Why do I bother to live like everything is fine while my world crumbles? Why does HE bother with trying to make sure I stay sane? I don't want this life, and I just need it to either be fixed or finished with. Strongly, the latter sounds much easier. Funny how these thoughts come in your life and you think they're awful and unnatural, but then you think them yourself, and you suddenly understand. I know it's not a solution, I know it's silly and weak to think that. Things could get better, they always can.

"Are you okay?"

No.

"Why aren't you answering me?"

My voice isn't working. And when it does, there isn't anyone left to listen.

"Sage? Talk to me. What's happening?"

I think I'm giving up. Maybe I should just tell him that so he wouldn't feel confused. My voice doesn't work, it's burning, but I can tell him with my eyes. I look at my nightstand drawer in silent answer. He'll know what it means.

Nox's POV:

"Sage? is everything okay?" I ask when I see her now with open eyes. They're staring into nothing. "Sage?"

She doesn't answer me. She doesn't move.

"Are you okay?"

I know she's not.

"Why aren't you answering me?"

I am scared now. Why isn't she talking?

"Sage? Talk to me. What's happening?"

Nothing. Suddenly she turned her gaze towards the drawer. I know what she means.

NO.