Tegan's POV:

Tegan was alone. All alone in her apartment with the entrance light on, blaring straight into her eyes. She squinted towards it angrily and took another swig of tequila. She felt woozy. At least part of her did. There was a slight cloudiness to her thoughts but not enough to stop her pain or help her sleep. She'd been awake for the past 48 hours and nothing was helping. Her whole body seemed to want to shut down and Tegan was not complaining. She had given up anyway. Sitting alone had helped her to think after the horrible phone call from her girlfriend.

"Not anymore." she chuckled sadly to herself, examining her hands."Nope, not anymore." She sighed and stood up on wobbly legs walking towards the kitchen. Passing by the remnants of her phone which she'd thrown at the wall the day before. Its screen was cracked and broken, finally silencing the endless vibrations. She kicked it out of her way as she went and set her bottle down on the counter, reaching up for the pill box she kept in her cabinet and pulled it down. The box knocked something else down with it and they scattered across the counter in disarray. Small colorful sheets of paper. About 20 or so photographs that she had kept stashed away. They were her favorites, the one's that were supposed to bring her back to happier times. There were letters to Sara. Never sent but penned in poetry and words that she had only put on paper for her.

Tegan picked one of the photo's up and smiled sadly to herself. Sara's smiling face beamed through the photo at her as though her twin was trying to send her some message. As if Sara knew or even cared about what was going on with Tegan. She laughed at the thought of it. Sure the phone call from Tracy had caused what was happening now but Sara was the one who had truly broken her. Without even trying. Her beautiful face was always haunting Tegan in the back of her mind. There had never been a girl who could live up to Sara in her eyes. Or how Sara used to be. Tegan and Sara connected beyond blood. It was obvious to them both and Tegan knew that Sara felt it too or she'd felt it before.

Sara could handle it though. She was better at faking it then Tegan ever was. She could put on a show for people to keep them in the dark from what was really going on but Tegan could not and Sara had moved on. She had bottled up her feelings for Tegan and married Emy. Tegan now wondered if Sara felt anything anymore. If she kissed her lips would her stony sister melt onto her as she had before? Tears were falling before Tegan could stop them and they hit the picture in her hand and she dropped it as though it burned her.

Her headache seemed to return worse than before and she numbly reached for the familiar bottle of little pills and popped it open. She spilled them out into her hand and examined them. There were 15 left. Enough to last her a week or so. They were small and round, they did not look like anything special but she knew they could hurt her. She knew they could destroy her. That's what she wanted though. Tegan just wanted to have the pain in her mind silenced. She wanted to disappear into peaceful sleep and never wake up. She reached for the light switch and let darkness surround her before she gulped down as many as she could. The little capsules stuck in her throat and cut all the way down as she swallowed. She reached for her drink to soothe it and heard it crash down to the floor next to her. She fell then. The slowest fall she'd ever known and felt her stomach hit the shards of glass and her shirt soak through with the spilled tequila. She could feel herself numbing as her system shut down but she did not move. Letting her head rest on the floor and she shut her eyes. She laid there silently in the darkness calm washing over her as she remembered better times.

Sara's POV:

Sara pounded on the door again trying to keep her bags straight next to her. Still no answer Sara finally let the bags slide down to her feet pulling her keys out of her coat pocket. Unlocking the door she let myself in, starting to pick up her things with one hand. She stopped herself: something was wrong. There was a smell wafting from the apartment. Something that told her Tegan was entered the strong scent of tequila burning her nose but she worried more for the lesser smell. The one that made her sick to her stomach.

"Tegan?" she inched into the dark room, Sara was scared and for the first time in months she let her guard down and tears snaked across her cheeks. "Tegan, please. Where are you?" the slightest sound came towards her from the side where the kitchen was and she let her hand find the light switch. As the light turned on Tegan's form came into view and Sara cried out at the sight of her. Her eyes were fluttering lightly at the light but she began to shut them again as though she did not see her twin standing above her. "Tegan! Don't go, please." she knelt down feeling tiny shards of glass slice through her jeans and into her legs. Numbly she pulled her phone out of her pocket when she noticed the blood and pills surrounding Tegan's limp form. Tegan wasn't faking, she was leaving her in the only way she truly could.

"911 what's your emergency?" the woman's voice spoke to her from the other end and she tried to figure out what she should say. Sara sobbed for a moment and the woman asked, "Ma'am are you okay?" she shook her head but then answered her.

"I think my sister tried to commit suicide, there's so much blood and..." she broke off and the woman told her to keep calm and she had Sara feed her Tegan's address.

"Someone will be right over, Ma'am. Just-" she interrupted her before she could hang up.

"Wait, please talk to me, what can I do? I want to help her, wake her up or something." Tegan's eyes had fluttered closed again and Sara pushed hair from her eyes lightly.

"Can you tell me how serious her injuries are?"

"No, I think they're on her stomach, she must have cut herself or something." Sara started to cry, loud real tears and the woman tried to soothe her sweetly. She sat like that for what felt like years as Tegan slowly breathed in and out until she stopped. Time seemed to slow then as Sara dropped her phone and grabbed at her sister. The door flew open. Sara didn't realize what she was doing until someone pulled her off of her sister's body and held her down as they lifted Tegan away. She couldn't think straight as they stole her away and she fought harder clawing at the arms around her until something hit her and she calmed. Everything disappeared except for Tegan's retreating form.