Five chapters again. That's it for tonight. Enjoy this burst of 10 chapters in two days, cause it won't be happening again any time soon.

I wake up before Tavros comes back. Well that wasn't a long nap. Stretching I sit up and look around, rubbing my eyes tiredly.

The room is as messy as I left it. Clothes are all over the place and drawers are open. I frown and get up, looking down. My shirt is ripped in few places and with a sigh I pull it off, throwing it on the floor with the other stuff.

I walk over to the drawers and pick up two halves of a paper. I feel a sting in my heart as I place them on the table next to each other to identify what is drawn on them.

It's the picture Tavros drew of the two of us, sitting side by side on a hill. The first one he drew of us.

I step a few steps backwards and bend over, pulling at my hair. After a few minutes I get back up and look around again. Better clean up a bit. Tav would probably appreciate that.

I do just that and start cleaning the room, putting away clothes, collecting broken objects into one pile and putting away all the other stuff I've thrown out in my rage. Luckily the broken objects pile isn't too big. Only a few clothes and a candle. Why do we even have a candle in our room?

I sigh and walk out of there to the living room. The cushions of our brownish couch are nowhere to be seen, probably in the kitchen, and I can see at least one lamp has fallen of its table. The couch has scratches and it looks like the curtains are ripped off, broken into more than two halves. The TV looks like it's mostly unharmed, but the same can't be said about the small table in the middle of the room. It has scratches all over it and I can't say for certain it can be fixed.

Another deep inhale and I start cleaning up this room. By the time I've finished I've gotten really hungry. I'm guessing the last time I ate was in the morning, before my fight with Dave. Better grab some food then.

I go empty the fridge of everything needed for a few sandwiches and start making a pile. By the time I feel like there's enough I've already made around six of those motherfuckers. With a grin I take the plate and sit down at the table, starting to munch on my little snack.

I finish over half of the sandwiches before Tav comes back.

"Hiya best motherfucking boyfriend", I say with a smile even though he can't see me yet.

"Oh, you're up already?" he questions as he emerges into the kitchen.

"Hell yeah. Got my wicked cleaning on with our apartment", I explain finishing my second to last sandwich.

"You cleaned up? That's great!" Tavros says with a smile and stops next to me. "Here, these are your new meds. I doubt you should take them today, though, since you already ate five of your other pills, but you should probably put them somewhere you'll remember them."

I take the bottle of pills and stare at it for a second, reading the label lazily.

"Yeah, I will", I promise and put the pills down, continuing to eat my sandwiches.

"I also think you should skip work tomorrow. Test the new meds and see what they do to you, and probably rest for a bit too. And stay inside mostly", Tavros says blushing lightly. Motherfucker must not be comfortable with ordering others around.

"Sounds like a motherfucking plan", I say with a low chuckle and eat the rest of my meal in a few bites.

Tavros goes to what I expect is our room. He leaves the kitchen anyways, saying he needs to do some homework. I smile and let him go. No need to hold him here, is there? I sit around for a while and sigh, closing my eyes. Maybe I should go put the pills somewhere. Not anywhere just anyone can see them from, but to the bathroom, maybe. They really look like very strong pills, and to be honest I don't want to try them.

I force myself up and grab the bottle of pills. Still a bit dazed by my overdose earlier I lean on the wall for a few seconds, wondering why the dizziness is starting this late. I push that thought out of mind and walk to the bathroom slower than usual, putting the pills in the cabinet on the wall. I look at the colorful collection of pills before closing the cabinet and walking to my room.

I fall onto the bed and stare at Tav as he works. He glances at me, gives me a smile and continues his work. I turn onto my back, staring at the roof and close my eyes.

I wake up to an empty apartment. I pull myself into a sitting position and look around. Tav isn't in the bedroom, and it's already so late he must have left for school by now. I gently rub my eyes before getting up and grabbing a shirt. I'm still shirtless from yesterday, though I didn't really notice that for some reason while I was cleaning.

I drag my lazy ass into the kitchen and notice a note on the fridge. It's from Tav and he says he has already called Kanaya to tell I'm not coming to work today. A smile tugs at my tired lips. He's always watching out for me.

I get some cereal and a coffee for breakfast and try to remember what I'm supposed to do next. God my head hurts. I rub at my temples and wonder if it really is a good idea to try those pills. I decide to go for it even though I hate the thought they might make me act weird. Well probably they'd make me better than without pills at all. Or bad pills.

I sigh and get up, walking to the bathroom. I apply my make-up, since I'm not sure if I can concentrate after downing the stupid white meds.

I stare at my image in the mirror before finally getting on with it and dig out the new medicine bottle from the cabinet. I pop out one medicine like the doctor had ordered me to do earlier and put the bottle back. A deep inhale and I put the pill in my mouth, downing it with some water.

First thing I notice is that the pill tastes horrible. Next up I feel my head lighten a bit. The headache eases too. I smirk at myself from the mirror. Maybe this won't be too bad.

Feeling a lot lighter I walk out of the bathroom and fetch a hoodie to put on before grabbing my keys and going out. Tav told me not to go out but I want fresh air so desperately for some reason.

I get out of the apartment and a cold wind blows on my face. I smile and start walking in a random direction. No worries now. Just all the small miracles of life around me and my feet to carry me where ever the little motherfuckers want me to go.

A small whimper catches my attention as I'm walking past a house.

"Stay out you dirty stray!" a woman yells slamming the door in the face of a shaggy looking dog. I stop and tilt my head, watching the dog back away and turn around. It stops in its tracks.

The two of us stare at each other for a few seconds, but the dog doesn't do anything. I kneel down to its level and smile.

"Hey there bro. You hungry?" I ask and the dog tilts its head, obviously wondering whether or not to trust me.

"Come here, we'll get you some food. I won't hurt you", I say gently and the dog takes a few steps towards me.

"That's a good boy", I say, calling the dog all the way over to me. I let it sniff my hand and scratch it gently. When the dog starts following me I smile.

"Come on, let's get you home", I say with a smile and start walking towards my apartment with the stray dog on my heels.