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In his room emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar emptystar

But, Daniel wasn’t planning on giving them that satisfaction anytime soon. Biting his lip nervously, he made his way to the bed in the room; pausing to lean on his dresser when he felt as though he was going to lose his balance. His legs shook, threatening to buckle beneath him; they even began to feel little tingly as if he hadn’t moved them for ages, making it incredibly uncomfortable to move. However, he managed to finally managed to ease his way to the bed and sit himself down, placing his hands on his knees as he hunched over. He had hoped to clear his head, but the throbbing pain was now beginning to return. Daniel’s mind began to whirl; why was this happening to him? What triggered these memories? Did he even deserve any of this? What did his “friends” have to do with any of it? Goodness, he hated this; not only was it frustrating to be kept in the dark so blatantly, but it was annoying too.


All he wanted was answers, but he couldn’t even muster the courage to ask for them at this point. None of this made any sense, regardless.


With a quiet groan, Daniel shifted uncomfortably where he sat on the bed, wanting nothing more than to just lay down for a while - but there was no way in hell he’d let himself remain so vulnerable in front of his so-called “friends”. He couldn’t rest in the same room as them; Daniel was much too on edge to even consider the prospect. He didn’t trust them, not even Gasson; the most the poor man could do was sit on the bed, visibly straining as he clutched at the fabric of his jeans upon his knees, gritting his teeth as the throbbing pain continued, pounding into his head as terribly as it had before.


Beads of sweat trickled down the side of his head as he was briefly tormented by uncomfortable hot flashes, lifting one trembling hand to wipe the sweat from his furrowed brows. What the hell was happening to him? For a split second, Daniel wondered if he was genuinely sick - but ruled it out rather quickly. His friends wouldn’t be behaving like this if he was ill; hell, if he was sick, Daniel was sure they wouldn’t even want to be in the same room as him if he acted as sickly as this. “Daniel, maybe you should lay down. Just for a while.” Gasson’s abrupt voice jolted Daniel out of his troubled thoughts, causing his head to snap up and his gaze to settle on his friend. Daniel’s eyes narrowed a little suspiciously as Gasson stepped toward him, the evident barrier of distrust stopping his friend in his tracks.

Written by monochromecheshire on 22 March 2017

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