You had been gone for about a week now visiting what was left of your family. Lex didn’t come because he had “work” as always, and you weren’t in the mood to make him go. The day you left he seemed a bit more upset than usual. But, you thought noting of it and went on your way. What you didn’t know was that when you left Lex was very paranoid about everything. He was afraid something would happen involving Superman or if it wasn’t that it was just some of the least likely things to happen (like tornados, you getting killed in some dramatic way, or you killing yourself since seeing your family did upset you because of a few awful things). So, being worried about you and work he didn’t sleep and when he did he had dreams of losing you. He was driving himself mad…. The week went by so slowly to you (and Lex). When you got home you were very tired and ready to go to bed (even though it was only 6:00). When you walked in it was so quiet so you assumed Lex was at work. So, you just kept on walking not at all looking for Lex. Then, you hear smashing and glass shattering against the walls and hard wood floors. You put your stuff down and slowly begin walking down the hall. You then see a light on in the bedroom. The closer you get the louder the sounds get. You heart starting racing and your mind started wondering ‘Will Lex be behind the door. Has someone broken in?’ You stopped at the door and stood with fear forming in the pit of your stomach. A few moments had passed and you decided you were gonna have to find out eventually. So, carefully you turned the doorknob and peek inside. Of course all you saw was the wall so you opened the door completely. There, standing in front of you was a tired and stressed Lex, glass objects and bottles broken across the floor, dents in the wall, and torn papers. Lex picked up a bottle and slammed it against the small desk in the corner it broke with a loud 'CLANG BANG SHH’ . You couldn’t find anything to say so you stood. Lex kept breaking glass and hurting himself. Tears pricked your eyes and flooded down your face. You were shocked and in fear to move or do anything that would upset him more. Eventually (after a solid 10 minutes) Lex heard you crying. He turned sharply. Your eyes got as big as saucers. Then out of nowhere Lex screamed
“WAKE UP!”
He slammed his head up against the door multiple times. You didn’t understand what he meant. Then you thought hard and realized 'He thinks he’s dreaming. He’s trying to wake himself up. He’s making himself go mad’. You then waited a minute after he was done hitting his head. He grabbed a glass bottle and you found courage to run over and grab his wrist. His tired eyes connected with your ready ones. He then whispered a good five minutes of nonsense to himself and dropped the bottle in your hand. He sat down in the small desks chair. He put his hand on his head and began laughing. He also began crying quietly. He was at war with himself as far as you could tell. Then he clearly said
“I’ve lost my mind. I’m hallucinating about the one person who loved me. The person I got killed.”
You gave him a confused look. And said
“Lex you don’t think I’m real?”
You had been gone for about a week now visiting what was left of your family. Lex didn’t come because he had “work” as always, and you weren’t in the mood to make him go. The day you left he seemed a bit more upset than usual. But, you thought noting of it and went on your way. What you didn’t know was that when you left Lex was very paranoid about everything. He was afraid something would happen involving Superman or if it wasn’t that it was just some of the least likely things to happen (like tornados, you getting killed in some dramatic way, or you killing yourself since seeing your family did upset you because of a few awful things). So, being worried about you and work he didn’t sleep and when he did he had dreams of losing you. He was driving himself mad…. The week went by so slowly to you (and Lex). When you got home you were very tired and ready to go to bed (even though it was only 6:00). When you walked in it was so quiet so you assumed Lex was at work. So, you just kept on walking not at all looking for Lex. Then, you hear smashing and glass shattering against the walls and hard wood floors. You put your stuff down and slowly begin walking down the hall. You then see a light on in the bedroom. The closer you get the louder the sounds get. You heart starting racing and your mind started wondering ‘Will Lex be behind the door. Has someone broken in?’ You stopped at the door and stood with fear forming in the pit of your stomach. A few moments had passed and you decided you were gonna have to find out eventually. So, carefully you turned the doorknob and peek inside. Of course all you saw was the wall so you opened the door completely. There, standing in front of you was a tired and stressed Lex, glass objects and bottles broken across the floor, dents in the wall, and torn papers. Lex picked up a bottle and slammed it against the small desk in the corner it broke with a loud 'CLANG BANG SHH’ . You couldn’t find anything to say so you stood. Lex kept breaking glass and hurting himself. Tears pricked your eyes and flooded down your face. You were shocked and in fear to move or do anything that would upset him more. Eventually (after a solid 10 minutes) Lex heard you crying. He turned sharply. Your eyes got as big as saucers. Then out of nowhere Lex screamed“WAKE UP!” He slammed his head up against the door multiple times. You didn’t understand what he meant. Then you thought hard and realized 'He thinks he’s dreaming. He’s trying to wake himself up. He’s making himself go mad’. You then waited a minute after he was done hitting his head. He grabbed a glass bottle and you found courage to run over and grab his wrist. His tired eyes connected with your ready ones. He then whispered a good five minutes of nonsense to himself and dropped the bottle in your hand. He sat down in the small desks chair. He put his hand on his head and began laughing. He also began crying quietly. He was at war with himself as far as you could tell. Then he clearly said “I’ve lost my mind. I’m hallucinating about the one person who loved me. The person I got killed.”You gave him a confused look. And said“Lex you don’t think I’m real?”
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