Something to avoid the pain
Author's note: Did you guys like the last chapter? I hope you did coz the next chapters are gonna be just like that. I'm trying to describe what every sister's feeling and thinking so I hope you like it. If the next chapters are crap please tell me and I'll erase them, thanks. Please review more!!!! I'm still trying to think of a continuation but I promise to update if all of you readers review!!!!
Phoebe tried to sleep but it was useless. She couldn't stop thinking about that day. The way he touched her, the things he said didn't seem to leave her mind.
She got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. She washed her face again and again trying to wash her feelings away, but she finally realized that no matter how many times she washed herself, her nightmares wouldn't stop.
She rested her head against the washstand looking blankly at her feet. What was she gonna do? Was there anything that could take all this pain away? ...maybe there was.
Looking down she noticed that one of the drawers was half open, reveling a small white bottle. Since she didn't have anything else to do, and she obviously wasn't gonna get any sleep that night, she took the bottle in her hands to see what it was
Apparently they were pills for insomnia, 'Just my luck' Phoebe thought. Without even thinking it, she opened the bottle and took a couple of pills in her hand. The diagnosis said to take 2 pills but Phoebe in the middle of a possible breakdown, took 3 pills. She just wanted to make the pills go away and she was sure that 2 pills wouldn't do it.
She went back to bed and just sat there staring at the ceiling. After a couple of minutes she started feeling the effects of the pills on her body already. She was so relax, so happy. All her problems seemed a little stupid right then. She wished she could feel like that all day and not feel the pain instead, the pain of the memories since Ikarias.
'Maybe I CAN fell like that all day' she thought. Phoebe walked over to the bathroom again. She looked around to see if the coast was clear. She opened the drawer, the one that contained the pills, and took the small bottle in her hand. She checked in the drawers to see if there was any other medicament to make her feel better.
She found some pills against anxiety and depression. She remembered then that Piper used to take them after she had a little nervous breakdown in high school because of all the jerks that made fun of her and stuff. She took them too an decided to take them in the morning just in case she was feeling bad.
She went to her bedroom again walking cautiously not to wake one of her sisters that were probably keeping an eye on her from their own bedrooms. She walked quickly to her bed and hide the bottles in her nightstand behind a bunch of papers and stuff just to make sure her sisters won't find it. 'Now I can take them again sometime just incase' she thought. It was amazing how a little pill could make you feel so good, how it could take all your pain away.
She had tried everything to make the pain go away but now thanks to the pills she didn't feel anything but happiness.
With a smile on her face, Phoebe went to bed again. She feel asleep almost immediately thanks to her little bottles that was now hiding in the bottom of her nightstand.
It was her little secret, her little "painkillers", that was all she needed to move on. 'I was right I didn't need my sister's comfort to get through this, I didn't need to talk about this to feel better. All I needed was a little push, a little help' Phoebe thought.
And now she have this "help" save in a drawer so she could take them over and over again.becoming slowly addicted to them.
Phoebe woke up after long hours of sleeping. She had heard her sisters in her room before but even when she tried, she couldn't even move a muscle. The pills were so strong that they slowly took over her entire body until she was completely drugged. But she didn't care since all her pain, fears, and all the anger she fell last night was gone.
She felt stupid, after all her weeping and the crying. She could see everything so clear now. The pills didn't only help her think clearer; they also made her feel better about herself and everyone else, unless she thought. She fell so much powerful now, with so much energy and in control of the situation.
She finally got out of bed. She opened her eyes slowly with all her strength. She was surprise of how much her head hurt. She managed to sit up on her bed while everything around her seemed to spin. She saw everything blurry. Shaking her head she finally got her vision back. 'Why do I feel so bad?' she thought. It didn't make any sense. Phoebe tried to remember last night events but all she got were fuzzy memories. Then she looked to her right; the drawers.
She remembered going to the bathroom to her something for her pain. She remembered taking the pills in her hand and swallowing them with some water. 'Are they still there?' She wondered. She opened the drawer and found the small bottles that had made her company in the night.
The sudden smell of Piper's cooking coming from the kitchen, all the way to Phoebe's room brought her back from her thoughts. Phoebe started walking towards the stairs almost unconsciously because of the delicious smell. She stopped at the top of the stairs when she heard her sister's voices. Did she really wanna face them after last night? She would have to face them someday, after all they did live under the same roof, but could she face them now?
She went back to her room to do some thinking before deciding anything else.
'Maybe if I take those I'll feel better. It worked last night' she thought looking to the drawers. She opened the other bottle, the one that Piper used to have when she was a teen, and took 2 pills; the same dose in Piper's diagnosis. She quickly swallowed them afraid to change her mind if she kept thinking. Now she could face them.
She waited a couple of minutes for the pills to make effect. She finally felt the strength she needed, the energy and happiness. The sweet sensation that told her that everything was gonna be alright and that she had nothing to worry about.
With a huge grin on her face she made her way to the kitchen. completely drugged.
Author's note: Did you guys like the last chapter? I hope you did coz the next chapters are gonna be just like that. I'm trying to describe what every sister's feeling and thinking so I hope you like it. If the next chapters are crap please tell me and I'll erase them, thanks. Please review more!!!! I'm still trying to think of a continuation but I promise to update if all of you readers review!!!!
Phoebe tried to sleep but it was useless. She couldn't stop thinking about that day. The way he touched her, the things he said didn't seem to leave her mind.
She got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. She washed her face again and again trying to wash her feelings away, but she finally realized that no matter how many times she washed herself, her nightmares wouldn't stop.
She rested her head against the washstand looking blankly at her feet. What was she gonna do? Was there anything that could take all this pain away? ...maybe there was.
Looking down she noticed that one of the drawers was half open, reveling a small white bottle. Since she didn't have anything else to do, and she obviously wasn't gonna get any sleep that night, she took the bottle in her hands to see what it was
Apparently they were pills for insomnia, 'Just my luck' Phoebe thought. Without even thinking it, she opened the bottle and took a couple of pills in her hand. The diagnosis said to take 2 pills but Phoebe in the middle of a possible breakdown, took 3 pills. She just wanted to make the pills go away and she was sure that 2 pills wouldn't do it.
She went back to bed and just sat there staring at the ceiling. After a couple of minutes she started feeling the effects of the pills on her body already. She was so relax, so happy. All her problems seemed a little stupid right then. She wished she could feel like that all day and not feel the pain instead, the pain of the memories since Ikarias.
'Maybe I CAN fell like that all day' she thought. Phoebe walked over to the bathroom again. She looked around to see if the coast was clear. She opened the drawer, the one that contained the pills, and took the small bottle in her hand. She checked in the drawers to see if there was any other medicament to make her feel better.
She found some pills against anxiety and depression. She remembered then that Piper used to take them after she had a little nervous breakdown in high school because of all the jerks that made fun of her and stuff. She took them too an decided to take them in the morning just in case she was feeling bad.
She went to her bedroom again walking cautiously not to wake one of her sisters that were probably keeping an eye on her from their own bedrooms. She walked quickly to her bed and hide the bottles in her nightstand behind a bunch of papers and stuff just to make sure her sisters won't find it. 'Now I can take them again sometime just incase' she thought. It was amazing how a little pill could make you feel so good, how it could take all your pain away.
She had tried everything to make the pain go away but now thanks to the pills she didn't feel anything but happiness.
With a smile on her face, Phoebe went to bed again. She feel asleep almost immediately thanks to her little bottles that was now hiding in the bottom of her nightstand.
It was her little secret, her little "painkillers", that was all she needed to move on. 'I was right I didn't need my sister's comfort to get through this, I didn't need to talk about this to feel better. All I needed was a little push, a little help' Phoebe thought.
And now she have this "help" save in a drawer so she could take them over and over again.becoming slowly addicted to them.
Phoebe woke up after long hours of sleeping. She had heard her sisters in her room before but even when she tried, she couldn't even move a muscle. The pills were so strong that they slowly took over her entire body until she was completely drugged. But she didn't care since all her pain, fears, and all the anger she fell last night was gone.
She felt stupid, after all her weeping and the crying. She could see everything so clear now. The pills didn't only help her think clearer; they also made her feel better about herself and everyone else, unless she thought. She fell so much powerful now, with so much energy and in control of the situation.
She finally got out of bed. She opened her eyes slowly with all her strength. She was surprise of how much her head hurt. She managed to sit up on her bed while everything around her seemed to spin. She saw everything blurry. Shaking her head she finally got her vision back. 'Why do I feel so bad?' she thought. It didn't make any sense. Phoebe tried to remember last night events but all she got were fuzzy memories. Then she looked to her right; the drawers.
She remembered going to the bathroom to her something for her pain. She remembered taking the pills in her hand and swallowing them with some water. 'Are they still there?' She wondered. She opened the drawer and found the small bottles that had made her company in the night.
The sudden smell of Piper's cooking coming from the kitchen, all the way to Phoebe's room brought her back from her thoughts. Phoebe started walking towards the stairs almost unconsciously because of the delicious smell. She stopped at the top of the stairs when she heard her sister's voices. Did she really wanna face them after last night? She would have to face them someday, after all they did live under the same roof, but could she face them now?
She went back to her room to do some thinking before deciding anything else.
'Maybe if I take those I'll feel better. It worked last night' she thought looking to the drawers. She opened the other bottle, the one that Piper used to have when she was a teen, and took 2 pills; the same dose in Piper's diagnosis. She quickly swallowed them afraid to change her mind if she kept thinking. Now she could face them.
She waited a couple of minutes for the pills to make effect. She finally felt the strength she needed, the energy and happiness. The sweet sensation that told her that everything was gonna be alright and that she had nothing to worry about.
With a huge grin on her face she made her way to the kitchen. completely drugged.