Hazel

My heart begins to race. My lungs tighten as the walls seem to close in on me. Their staring eyes stab through my muscles as I turn stiff.

Then I realize it. My mind and eyes looking for an escape. I want to run away. I want to leave.

I suddenly feel trapped. For the first time, his blue eyes do not create that comfort mg heart yearned for all these years. They're the same icy coldness I saw in my father when he left.

"I'm sorry. I...I can't."

Run. Run just like he did to you. Break him just like he did to you.

I should've known it's what I know best.