Taelin pov
Dinner was awkward, neither of us knew what to say to each other. I picked at my plate not having much of an appetite, the joy of medicine right?
I stood up from the table and put my plate on the counter putting the rest of the food away and cleaning up, I could feel a pair of eyes burning in to my back but I decided to ignore them.
I wonder how what Hoseok is doing?
"Do you wanna have a movie night?"
Namjoons words snapped me out of my head as I turned around to face him.
"What movie do you want to watch?"
"I don't know, something scary?"
"I mean we could, I don't have anything better to do"
Namjoon smiled and stood up, he'd finished his food and given me his plate to wash.
"You know if you are going to live here you will pull your weight freeloader"
He chuckles and grabs the broom.
"Look look I'm sweeping okay?"
I nod and his smile drops.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm fine"
The dishes were finally done now all I had to do was wipe down the counter.
Wipe down the counter, wipe down the counter, wipe down the counter Taelin.
I sigh and grab the dish towel wiping down the counter and sink.
There done, finally done.
I hate this, this feeling. Medication did nothing but magnify the depression and and numb all other emotions.
Flush them.
I grabbed the meds and went to the bathroom, thankfully Joon didn't see me.
vilazodone
Take once in the morning once in the evening
Never take on empty stomach.
I pushed down the tab and opened the bottle, I took a deep breath before pouring the contents of it into the toilet, the pills made a soft plunk sound as they hit the water.
Flush them.
I pulled the lever and exhaled as they went down, never to be seen again. I washed my hands to cover up my tracks.
Man I hated those things I guess you would say I'm Anti-Depressants.
I chuckled and laughed at my own horrible joke before exiting the bathroom.
