Chapter 25- Sillhouette

Thalia's POV

I pressed my head further into my hands, my breath picking up. Quicker and quicker, I felt the cold air rush through my lungs, begging to enter my blood. This can't be happening... But it was. It was all happening at once- the loud noises echoing in my head, the soft crack as my heart began to split in two. I was breaking, every bone in my body shaking with the relapse of emotion that had just been struck upon me. I felt it pushing against me, crushing me under its abnormal weight. I tried. I tried so hard to beat it. But, as the water fell in streams from my eyes I felt a soft release in my chest and my world came tumbling down.

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They say that the night is when you feel the most. When there are no more distractions. No background noise, nothing to distract you from the thoughts lurking inside of your head, aching to claw their way out. It's the time you are alone, with no one to guide you through the darkness inside your own head. For me, it was never quiet, there was