Inanimate Insanity Mephone Novels & Stories

She asked nervously as if she was afraid she would ask the wrong question and I would lash out again. I let out a huge breath of air and took a long sip of the cold water, hoping it would help to control my temper and keep me serene. "I feel like he has transported me back to that unforgettable day and I see him, punching and kicking that innocent man, it's all so real that I begin to have a mental breakdown, but when I pull away from him, the nightmare disappears." I trailed of not thinking I can continue describing what I have to go through everyday. I blink repeatedly to stop the tears from falling.

Melissa gives me that idiotic smirk I hated so much, and I look away from her and look at Zach. Zach looks like he wants to say something, and I put my hand up to signal him to keep quiet and say, "You don't have to explain anything. I don't care anymore." With that, I run as fast as I can from the scene, feeling every pain in my heart. I'm somewhere outside my school far away, when I feel my phone vibrating and see that Zach is calling me. I power off my phone and put my phone back in my pocket. I walk around to clear my mind, but every step feels heavy as I remember what happened right there. Suddenly, there's a thunderstorm around me, and raindrops fall on me, but I couldn't care less abo

If word got out about the pills he popped, it would ruin him no fucking doubt about it. Diazepam, risperidone, fluoxetine, tetrabenazine, lamotrigine. It was far from a pretty picture being painted in her mind. Grayson Godwin was on an arsenal of meds commonly used to treat anxiety, depression, seizures, but worse yet also mood stabilizers and antipsychotics. What the fuck? Just who the fuck was this guy? Some overstressed, poor billionaire who never recovered from the trauma of losing his brother? Or some dangerous, unstable man who had a dark closet full of skeletons? Just what else was he fucking hiding? Amber didn’t know, but she sure as fuck intended to find out.

I had been alone recently and being alone right now is the least thing on my mind. “You need to take some medication Em” His eyes swept my face as if searching for something. “I’m fine” I groaned again, this time my voice was louder than before. “Clearly you’re not” Tobi insisted, his face stared at me as if I have gone nut. “Go away” I told him “Go be with your girlfriend” I had no idea why I had to say that out loud but I did, and the look on his face the minute it left my mouth made me feel guilty.

I was beginning to go insane. Running my hands through my hair, I spotted my pills at the edge of the table. I had taken the day's dose but without it right now, I would become a total mess. I grabbed a bottle of water and popped a pill into my mouth. "I should call Seth, I should call Seth" I repeated over and over again as I grabbed my phone to search for his number. "Found it," I said aloud dialing the number instantly. "It's not freaking working" I screamed aloud into the phone's speaker as soon as hepickcked up. "Seth, it's not working, I'm losing my fucking mind," I continued now getting up from my chair and pacing about the room.

My whole body itched. I suddenly saw a reflection of me on the other side of the room staring at the corner of the wall, another of me looking at the door, another laid out in the middle, another resting on the bed. Whose the real me? I finally found myself pacing the small boxed in room. How long have I been in here!? "Let me out!" I begged and kicked at the door. I'm going insane in here! I paced the room with dread of being in here. Something like this place will make anyone go mad. A sane person mad and a mad person sane. I started in a circle then, hearing my mirrored images counting to try to stay sane. All I've got to do is count to stay sane.

I hissed coldly. "We did, I mean.. you can go home or go back to the restaurant." He said simply. "You're evil." I said and left him alone. I got into my car and decided to go to my restaurant. I need to go to the doctor soon because I kept having my blood pressure going up. Quarter life crisis. "Fuck it!" I smacked my steering wheel completely frustrated and found myself driving so fast towards Lena's house. I never drove so fast before, I think my blood pressure controlling me right now.

He used liquor as a soporific substance. The silence of his solitude was broken by the ringing of his cell phone. He took the device with his free hand, without letting go of the glass of anise, and glanced at the caller ID, noticing a call from one of his lackeys. He pressed the green button and brought the cell phone to his ear, while bringing the glass to his mouth.

I located and unlocked my vehicle with my phone since my keys were still with the Valet. "Alright... Breath Sofia... You hate him... Always remember, he's an insane man. A killer, a madman, a monster, a pretender, and a lying cheater" I mumbled to myself as I rummaged through the glove compartment until I found my bottle of prescribed pills. "Breath..." Taking a deep exhale, I slid two of the pills into my mouth and shut my eyes. As the pills dissolved on my tongue, a soothing sensation spread into my system like a gentle sea breeze, calming the storm inside my head.

He wanted to see the look on Randy’s face when he realized he was irrelevant. His foot struck a heavy, reinforced steel case tucked away beneath a workbench. The lock was rusted, but the metal groaned when Anji pried it open with a metal ruler. Inside, tucked within foam padding, sat a single, pristine vial. The label was minimalist and clinical, shimmering under the flickering fluorescent lights of the basement. M-ESSENCE: Cognitive Charisma Enhancer. Prototype.