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How did it even happen? Charlotte just wanted to shower after an exhausting day. After seeing her ex happy, her friends ignoring, feeling lonely, she just wanted to forget all the bullshit. However, her imagination had other plans.
“Tell me Charlie, do you always shower with your glasses on?” Her imaginary self asked. Charlie, the nickname she allows only her family to use. Charlotte rolled her eyes annoyingly, not like she could do anything else other than lying on her bathtub.
“Why won’t you leave me alone,” damn it could this day get any worse?
“I just wanted to talk with you. It’s been ages since you’ve done this. Is there any reason for that? Is it because of your friends? Or more specifically, Alyssa?”
Not that name.
“What about her? She’s done nothing but be kind to everyone including me. So why the fuck are you-“
That voice giggled. “Charlie dear, you know very well that that girl would not give a crap about you. Everyone you know either leaves you or abandon you, so why would this girl be any different? She has friends that are so much better than you”
“Leave me alone damn it,” Charlotte snarled while holding back her tears.
“Alone? Isn’t that you’ve always been? You’re a fucking clown to think that someone actually cares about you. So much shit to go through, might as well kill yourself right?”
“Fuck off! I’m not doing that today”
“But someday…you will”
Before Charlotte could even start screaming, that voice disappeared. She was just tormenting herself. The brunette sighed. Her imagination could be the death of her.