Illusion In White

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Summary

Being trapped in the past can be hard. Very hard. But what about when you trap your yourself and choose to forget those who care? Arch Miller cannot forget about Ben, his childhood friend who died earlier than he should have. Confused and lost Arch did the one thing he thought was the best, Run Away. And that's exactly what he did. Forgiveness does not come easy and Acceptance even harder.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
6
Rating
3.0 1 review
Age Rating
16+

Chapter 1

I clicked the lock in place as I entered my small apartment. I looked at the dark apartment feeling the darkness closing in on me as if attracted to the darkness within my heart. The atmosphere was cold and lifeless just as I wanted it, it reminded me that I’m not supposed to be here, to be like this.

I placed my backpack at the door and walked straight to my bedroom, took out a shirt and a new pair of boxers before making my way into the small bathroom. After I stripped down, I turned to see myself reflected in the mirror. I had grown thinner but then again, I didn’t feel like eating as much so it was fine. I deserve this, this is my punishment.

Some minutes later I got out of the shower and my eyes landed on the small mini fridge I had in the apartment. I thought aloud, “Should I eat something?”

“Do you deserve to eat Arch?”

He was right, like always. I drank a bit of water and wearily dragged my heavy body to the bed, all I wanted now was to sleep.

I was surrounded by the darkness again as I lay in bed but it didn’t bother me anymore. Instead, I welcomed it now, a place where no one could see me, my ugly self, no one would see the real me...

The Murderer....

The darkness of my dreams was the only place I could see him now and hear him. I sat in the darkness waiting for him to come as he always did. ”Hello Arch...”

I smiled weakly up at the twenty-year-old in front of me saying, “HelloBen.“, he looked at me saying,“Aren’t you going to call me Benny anymore.”

"I can’t.” I replied shortly, “I miss you; you know....”

"You killed me!!”

“I’m tired of it all. Should I give up?”

“NO!!”he shouted, ”You can’t give up just because you’re tired. You should suffer more. Suffer longer!!”he shouted angrily. I gave another soft smile saying, “Okay, I will. As long as I can.”

As I said that the darkness faded and I felt my eyes flutter open against the sunlight that shined through the glass. A groan escaped past my lips as I used my scrawny arms to shield my eyes. I got up and got dressed for the day. I didn’t care much for what I wore and just picked up whatever was clean. I grabbed some yogurt from the fridge as I made my way out to begin another day.