Someone Yet No OneI crawl into my bed clinging to my phone. My life line as my mother calls it. Burrying my face into the pillow as i spread out across the bed my eyes grow heavy weary with sleep. I know i won't sleep though.More Like This
My lids lift and i look to my phone and press a button on the side to check if i missed a call or recieved a text message. Of course not. Why do i bother to check. I close my eyes again and sigh softly squeezing my phone tightly as i feel a finger running down my spine. Over the material of my tanktop. Once the finger reaches the skin on my back i shiver. 'Why do you do this to yourself?' he asks softly as his finger begins to play with the hem of my pants and my eyes open.
I turn onto my side and look over my shoulder to the empty room. He's never there when i look. I know that though. I know that every time. I rest my head back down on the pillow and close my eyes again knowing he'll come back. As soon as my eyes close he does. His finger is back running down my side. I shiver ag