You want to have him to yourself?

Zena POV’s

I sat down on the bed staring around, trying my best not to think of what they all said about me. Deep down I was trying to encourage myself that I wasn't a nobody, but his mum’s words left a deep cut in my heart.

I was fighting hard, preventing my anxiety from rushing in, I didn't want to do it. But my feelings were been pushed, I was hurt and this was the moment I needed my mum, but she isn't here, it was just me, against the world.

I crawled down from the bed and sat on the floor, shivering and swallowing hard. I'd managed to lock all of my anxieties, not wanting to be trapped in, but now it seems I'm going back into where I left.

“Mum,” I whimpered as tears trailled down my eyes, I didn't want to self harm, I really didn't want to. But now I had no options.

Trapped in my own illusions, voices clouded my head as they all yelled at me. “Burn Zena, Burn!!” This was the voice of a nobody I created in my own head. A voice I stopped listening to over the years, but now it cam