Rated M, Complete.
He threw himself down into his mattress, his back arching as he called out in pain, the thick strings of fears falling down his cheeks “she’s not proud of me!” He cried out, his body jolting and throwing him off of his bed against his own will. He hit the floor hard, only adding to the pain. His ribcage felt as though it was pulsating as writhed on the floor, choking on his sobs, every now and then pounding his fist into the floor to relieve the anger and frustration.
Suddenly, his heart felt as though it was being squeeze and torn at, the pain excruciating as he screamed out for help. Not that he wanted anyone to see him like this.