I'm sorry it took so long for me to update, I promise I'll update more often. I've been really busy, but now I have more free time and all that stuff.
I do not own Twilight, Mrs. Meyer owns everything, including Edward. Sobs*.
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I had been released from the hospital two days ago, and was taking a "rest from school", as Charlie put it. As I stared out of my window into the gray gloominess of the rain outside, I saw Charlie's cruiser back out of the driveway, ready for work again. Another day.
After my panic attack in the cafeteria, I was less than eager to return to school. Everyone would think that I was a freak. Of course, I knew that I was already one, but there was no need to rub salt into my gaping wounds.
As I rose up from my bed, I avoided looking at the corner, where I knew the rocking chair was. There were too many memories behind it, and I couldn't stand it. In fact, I preferred not to stare at anything in my room for too long anymore, and it dredged up painful memories, from when I was happy. Those few months, where everything was perfect, and I could want nothing more.
I should have known it wouldn't last.
Of course, that had not stopped me from hoping, from believing his lies, his false words of love. I didn't even know what happiness was anymore. Everything looked the same, felt the same. It was hopeless. I was hopeless.
As I entered the bathroom and stared at my reflection in the mirror, I barely recognized myself. My hair was limper than usual, dirty, and ugly. My face was sallow, and almost had a yellow tinge to it. My eyes looked dead and emotionless, and my shoulders were slumped. My head pounded from the girl in the mirror, and I turned away in disgust.
Opening the medicine cabinet, I rifled around, trying to find the little Advil bottle. Pouring out eight of the little pills, I wondered what would happen if I jus took a little more than I was supposed to. Would I go to sleep or a coma? A coma sounded so nice, to go to sleep and never wake up. Bliss.
I filled a glass with water, and before I could change my mind and chicken out, I dumped all eight pills into my mouth, and swallowed with the water. Placing the glass back on the counter, I slowly made my way back into the room.
Flopping back on my bed, I closed my eyes. It would take about fifteen minutes for the pills to take effect, and I wanted to savor those fifteen minutes as much as I could.
As I drifted off, I could hear the slow notes from the melody of a familiar lullaby, slowly overtaking my brain until there was absolutely and utterly nothing.
Sorry this chappie is so short, but its just a little filler. The next chapter is where the action really picks up. If you want, you guys can give me suggestions on what should happen, I would really appreciate it.
