Rita stared into the darkness, allowing the sensation of the vodka and co-codamol take over her body. As a nurse she knew that mixing together alcohol and pain killers was bad. However she didn't care, right now Rita wanted to escape into a world where no one could judge her, no one could tell her what she did was wrong. She could escape her past.
Once the effects wore off, Rita sighed. She longed for the numbing feeling to take over her body. But this time she wanted it to last longer. Rita couldn't bare to face the world anymore; everyone hated her. No one wanted to be associated with the woman who stood up in court and lied under oath.
She was brought out of her thoughts by her phone ringing. The high pitched noise echoing around her flat. Picking up the phone, Rita saw it was Ash. She hesitated a moment before chucking her phone against the wall, causing it to smash, stopping anyone from contacting her.
Rita wanted to be alone. The words 'outcast' going round in her head. The looks of her so called friends when she walked into work that day, trying to be normal, trying to move on. But no one would let her. No one can escape their past, no matter how hard they try.
