8. Daffodils

I woke up sweaty with filthy words echoing in my mind that made my whole body tremble as if restrained against bounds and fighting to get away. I looked around my room, my eyes searching as if someone would appear from thin air and I would blame him on my breakdown, when I knew well enough that the monsters I fight aren’t visible, they were never visible to begin with, not to be seen. Only to feel and hear. They were just dark forms with offensive words that made my skin crawl. That made me vomit and hurt like needles under my skin.

I wiped my brow on my sleeve and slid off the bed. In a desperate attempt to not think about my nightmares I turned my thoughts to the tempting devil that had dropped me at my dorm without a word and with just a brush of his lips against mine. If he was playing at hard to get then he w