"Are you getting ready, Zion?" Rumant asked, sitting in the window as I paced around back and forth, the uneasy feeling growing in the pit of my stomach. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah. I'm … I'm fine." I said, still pacing. I am always on high alert, ALWAYS and I know that I am just being paranoid sometimes but … tonight, I can't relax at all.
No matter what I do, I can't seem to breathe or even rest. From the time we came back home to now … I am not settling down at all and it is almost time for us to go to that place.
Sucking in a breath, I pressed my head on the wall, trying to will myself to relax but nothing happened.
"Hey, you need to calm down." Rumant appeared beside me, pressing my shoulders in an attempt to give me a massage to calm my body down but we both knows that I am too far gone for that to be effective. "What is bothering you so much, Zion?"
