1 month Post Surgery.
"Yeah I'll call you back" Alex tells me before hanging up, not giving me a chance to respond. I throw my phone across the bed out of frustration. Everyone's busy, I mean I knew that was going too happen. I'm glad they're at the highest peak of their career, but none of them have hardly reached out. Christen has, and she's been with me. She's also busy though, and she tries too make time for me. Which I really appreciate but other times.. I'm just alone. Carli has been keeping up with me too, along with Sarah and Shanice. Which I'm grateful for.. just isn't the same. Maybe I deserve that, after everything.
The clubs still had games, so majority of everyone was playing and trying to finish the season. I was sitting in my room, it was cold and dark. It would be weird too say, that it was comforting. It kept me away from everything, and the comments on the internet about my addiction.
"She wasn't ready"
"She could have costed us the world cup"
"Guess the Uswnt isn't perfect"
"You literally have the perfect life, get over it"
"She's washed out"
Replayed in my head, it's stupid for me too listen. It was the only thing keeping me company though.
I get myself off the bed from one side, so I don't hurt my shoulder that is in the process of recovery. I go to the kitchen of the apartment I'm renting out while I'm here. I notice what time it was from the Stove clock. Dreading what time it was, and I grab a banana from the counter. Knowing I'm going too need more then that, I go to the fridge to get yogurt. I peel the banana slowly, feeling out of thought. Ever space out, and catch yourself.. then you wonder what was going through your head but really you weren't even thinking. It was one of those moments..
I proceed too finish my yogurt afterwards before reaching too the otherside of the table. I pick up the prescription bottle, running my thumb over the my name.. then over the name of the medicine.
Oxycontin 40 MG
"Just do your job" I mumble before opening the bottle, and putting 1 pill on my hand. I put it in my mouth before getting water from my water dispenser. When the pill goes down with the water, I cringe. Everytime I take it, it makes me feel guilty. It felt so wrong but I loved the way it made me feel.
My phone starts ringing from my room, excitedly walking over. It could be Alex calling it have, its been officially 2 weeks since I've actually talked too her for more then 30 seconds. I almost trip over my carpet from excitement. I pick up the phone, and see my sister calling. I sigh, but I appreciate her for calling me.
"Hey"
"What's up sis?"
"Been thinking about you" she tells me, I smile too myself.
"I've been doing great! Enjoying my rest, it's been while since I've had a break"
"The teams been taking care of you?"
"Uh yeah! They help me a lot"
"You're going too get through this, we believe in you." She tells me, and we talk for another 5 mins before she had too go. I lay back on my bed, sighing. I know I shouldn't lie but it's easier then facing the truth.. that I'm really lonely.
I turn the TV on, and I get comfortable in my bed. I start too dose off, so I lean too my good side.
"How are you feeling?" I open my eyes and look around the room. I look down too much hands, and back to where the voice came from.
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Saving The Day
RandomHolland Reed is the #1 goalkeeper for USWNT, taking over the role of Hope Solo. Attending her 3rd World cup and possibly winning gold. Playing overseas in a Club. And dating a girl with a life opposite from hers. Can they make it work? Can Holland f...