Live, Die, what's next? (1x1 open)

I watched him.

"You too." I smiled and closed my eyes.

I thought of the painting. I kinda wanted it to be real, I wanted someone to be there for me and love me for once. I fell asleep and dreamt of it.

I was still asleep.

I woke and saw the food. I started eating quietly, feeling weird to have it in bed and not be forced to some awkward family breakfast.

I heard the noises he was making and got curious. I waited a few minujtes until I was done eating and went to him. I stayed in the doorway. "Are you ok?"

"May I take a look? Maybe we can figure these things out together." I said.

I looked at it. "Could be earlier signs, like one of us isin denial for awhile and in the forrest the other decides the h3ll with it, it is what it is and there's no fighting it." I said. I knew he'd been in love before, he might've freaked out if he hadn't been. It seems like it would be hard to accept for him. "If you heard anything I just thought about and you make a comment, I will hit you."

I nodded. "I'm not the best at interpreting things, but that's how I view it." I said.

I sat on the bed. I wasn't sure what to do, I acted kinda like prisoner because I wouldn't leave the room, except to use the bathroom.

I nodded. I wasn't sure what else there was to say. I was confused, very confused. Yesterday these things didn't bug me, but today they did a little. Being this way wasn't normal, all I ever got confused about was whether I really liked someone or school.

"I don't know, yesterday I was in a weird mood so these things didn't really hit me. Now that they have it's, I don't know. Just something I have to process." I whispered.