"can you please shut up?" "no."
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- a shattered mind // characters: hadley, tyler-james, niko// words: 1117
- It was noisy.
The club was packed with people, talking, mingling, shouting, laughing. Loud music blared through the speakers, invading his ears, pounding in his head. There were so many lights, gaudy neon sights, hurting his eyes. The place smelled disgusting, a mixture of alcohol and sweat, and he was pretty sure people were doing drugs in the corner.
His palms were sweaty, his heart pounding in his chest. He could feel his shirt getting damper with every passing second, and his hair was starting to stick to his forehead. His lungs collapsed on themselves and suddenly he couldn't breathe. He gasped for air but he could feel himself being suffocated. His head was getting lighter and heavier at the same time. He was going to faint. He was going to die.
Someone touched him. A hand was on his shoulder. He spun round to face the assailant. "You alright, mate? You don't look so good." There was concern on his face and worry in his voice.
"I...I need some air." He ran out of the club, pushing past people and barging through the door.
Fresh air greeted him, cool air, brought by the coming of spring. He placed both palms on the wall of a building and breathed. In and out. He could breathe. Just inhale and exhale. Inhale and exhale. Inhale and ex-
"Hadley, Hadley, Hadley...tut, tut." Hadley knew that voice.
He turned around to see who had called him, and instantly regretted it. "What do you want, TJ?" TJ never brought anything good. It was always mocking words and barbed comments with him.
TJ didn't answer his question. Instead, he shoved Hadley in the shoulder. It was meant to be a joke, a light-hearted movement, but it hurt, and Hadley stumbled a few steps back. "What the hell happened in there, buddy?" TJ taunted, laughing at him, mocking him.
"Go away, TJ." Hadley's voice was no louder than a murmur, shaky and soft. He held his tears in the best he could. He wasn't going to cry.
"How rude." TJ pushed him again. "What's the matter, buddy? Can't handle a group of people?" He stepped closer to Hadley, bending down to see Hadley's pained expression, invading his personal space. "What, you going to cry?"
Hadley willed the tears to disappear. "Can you please shut up?"
"No." TJ smirked at him. "What, don't you like it when people talk to you? I thought you get oh-so lonely and want people to talk to you." He laughed mockingly. "Always seeking attention, looking so weak so others would ask about you. 'Hadley, are you alright? You don't look so good. Do you want to talk? Do you want a hug?'" TJ mimicked the sickly-sweet voices of people who ever cared about him. "All because poor Mam and Pap couldn't love you enough."
"I'm not listening to you." He was going to cry. But no, he couldn't. He couldn't cry, not in front of TJ.
"You can try." TJ scoffed. "But I'm always here, Hadley. Always." His grin turned malicious.
Hadley shut his eyes, trying to turn away. "You're not real. You're not real. You're not real." He repeated it to himself, like a mantra.
"You don't think I'm real?" TJ cackled, but there was anger flashing in his eyes. "Why, because your therapist said so? Because he doesn't see me like you do?"
"I'm in control," Hadley began saying to himself, just as his therapist had taught him. "I'm in control."
TJ smirked, his brows furrowing. "Closing your eyes and pretending not to hear me isn't going to make me disappear."
Hadley didn't respond.
"Oh, so you're going to act like I'm not even here, is that it?" TJ gritted his teeth, but his lips were still curled in an evil smirk. "Let's see how long that will last."
Hadley had his palms clasped over his ears, his eyes shut tight.
TJ's artificial smile fell, replaced with rage. He balled his hand into a fist and punched Hadley, right in the face. Hadley's eyes shot open as he cried out in pain.
"Still think that you can ignore me?" TJ took another swing. Bam! Hadley raised his arms to defend himself, but it was futile. "Still think you can get rid of me?" TJ swung again. Bam! Hadley tried turning his head, but that did nothing to stop the blow. "Still think I'm not real?" TJ sneered and threw Hadley onto the ground.
Hadley crumpled to the floor, face stinging and tears falling. His fingers touched the spots where he had been hit. He felt something wet. He saw something red. "Why are you here?" he asked through sobs.
TJ kicked his abdomen, and Hadley lurched forward in pain. "Because you want me to be here. Because you want me to hurt you."
Hadley could hear the drops of his blood hitting the asphalt. Drip, drip, drip. "But..."
"But, what, Hadley?" TJ countered, his voice growing impatient. "You know why I'm here! Because you're a mess. Because you don't know how to survive, because you're so damn weak that you invented me to handle your life for you, because you can't handle it on your own."
"No." Hadley clenched his fists and got up. "I don't need you!" he yelled with newfound courage. He placed his hands on TJ's chest and pushed hard. "Go away!"
A voice came from behind him. "Hadley?"
Hadley whirled around, his eyes red with tears, his face battered and bloodied. He recognised that face. "Niko?"
Niko stared at him. "Samuel said you went to get some air, but...gosh, what the hell happened to you?" He stepped forward to examine the split skin on Hadley's face.
"Nothing," Hadley mumbled.
Niko frowned. "And who were you talking to?"
"No one," came the mumbled reply.
Niko's frown deepened. "Was it TJ?" Hadley's silence was answer enough. He sighed. "I really think you should go back to therapy."
Hadley's eyes widened. "No, I don't need it!"
"If TJ is doing this to you, then he's gotta go. And therapy's the way to get rid of him." Niko folded his arms across his chest. "Why don't you wanna go for therapy?"
Hadley shrugged, tears coming once again. "I just...I don't want to feel like I'm crazy. And going for therapy just proves that I am."
Niko placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "I don't think you're crazy."
Hadley looked away. "Not now, Niko."
Niko sighed again. "Fine. This discussion can wait. For now, let's get that cleaned up." He gestured to Hadley's face.
Hadley nodded and they began walking. He turned around one more time, and his smile a little.
TJ was nowhere to be seen.
[ note: don't stigmatise; accept. c: