All alone.

~I want to worship you.~

RHYS POV:

Suddenly, my life was restricted to laying on the bed. I would spend the entire day there, doing literally nothing. Depression hit me so hard that I have shattered and I don't know how to pull myself together.

My family was indeed worried about me. However, I was drowning in my own sadness and there was no time to care about them.

I gazed outside the window of my room. The entire room was covered in darkness. The only light that was brightening it up, was the moonlight.

I lit another cigarette as I watched the moon. Soon, the door of my room barged open but I didn't look up to see who it was.

Suddenly, the sound of coughing resonated in the air. It was none other than Mom, "Oh my God Rhys. How much did you smoke? Your room is full of it."

Before, I never smoked. I took better care of myself because I wanted my career for a long time. But now, I do not have anything left to care about.

Mom started to open all the windows and doors in order to ventil