My Safe place

Chapter 52

Anna's POV
I know I messed up bad. It's been just a few days trying to get rid of my addiction.

I've thrown up so many times and I feel sick.

Katelyn has been there since day 1 but is so distanced from me. I literally broke her and I wish I had never taken those drugs.

"Anna. Here you go." Katelyn said giving me water bottle.

She's been calling me by my real name. She's also been sleeping on the couch most of the time. The couch not being as much comfortable on the bed she usually stays up and watch tv making sure I'm okay.

"Kate... why don't you just go to sleep. I can take care of myself." I said but she ignored me the entire time.

She took the trash can putting my vomit in the garbage. She brought food placing it by my bed as she walked out.

"Kate..." I whispered and she stopped peeking her head in.

"Get some sleep please..." I said.

She didn't do anything she just walked away.

I grabbed the food placed by my bed. I felt like throwing up again and I did.

I was so pale I looked in the mirror we had in the bedroom.

"God..." I mumbled.

I looked down at the food before putting it down.

"Here..." Katelyn whispered.

She grabbed the food opening it and getting a fork.

Sitting next to me she started to get a bite size putting it directly in front of my face.

"I'm not moving so might as well just eat now." She said.

It was only minutes later trying to refuse she didn't move a inch and I could tell her arm was getting sore from holding it up.

She was still determined to get me to eat. Not wanting to make mee even more upset at me I took a bite and she looked up.

I felt her lips go to my cheek making me have a light smile.

"I'm not kissing your vomit lips." She mumbled.

This kept going until I ate the entire thing.

I kept looking at her but she hasn't smiled in days. She was exhausted and it was showing.

She hasn't practiced soccer in awhile and she hasn't gotten any free time to study or make pictures.

She threw the container away. She went into the closet grabbing some clothes.

"You need a shower. You haven't gotten one in a few days and you stink." She said.

She put the clothes in the bathroom.

I felt weak and I didn't want to get up.

"Anna Cmon." She said.

After not coming she helped me get to the bathroom with my weak body.

I undressed myself getting the bathtub she already started.

She didn't get in with me but she stayed in the bathroom.

"Here." She said giving me my clothes.

I heard her walk out of the bathroom.

I put the clothes on holding onto the countertop. Before I knew it I was throwing up in the toilet.

"Fuck..." I whispered.

"You okay?" I heard Katelyn yell out.

I didn't reply I kept throwing up. When Katelyn came she pulled my hair back letting me throw up.

I threw up until I felt like I had nothing left.

"Hey look at me." She whispered.

Looking at her she gave me a water bottle and cleaned the vomit off my the edge of my mouth.

She helped me back in the bed where I curled up.

"I have to go to a meeting...I'll be right back in a few hours. Yell out for Lola if you need anything." She whispered covering me up with a blanket.

She went in the bathroom I suspect doing her routine and probably  covering up her eyebags.

I heard the door close and I felt myself go to sleep.

Katelyn's pov
I actually didn't need to go to a meeting. I went down to a coffee shop nearby.

"Hey Jake." I said and he gave me a look.

"Your brother delt with Oxycodone right?" I asked and he nodded.

"Give me some tips on how to get rid of an addiction?" I asked.

"Keep them inside... umm. Don't let them get overwhelmed and just keep them in for detoxification." He said.

"How long you think?" I asked.

"Maybe about 2-3 weeks possibly more." He said and I nodded.

"What day are you on?" He asked.

"Day 3 I think..." I said.

"The symptoms should be... shaking... cramps...extreme sweating, and fatigue. Maybe with a little rapid breathing and a lost of appetite. They are probably gonna be begging for a relapse. A lot of vomiting and nausea." He said and I understood everything.

"Symptoms for the next few days?" I asked him.

"The psychological symptoms are gonna be stronger. The anxiety and depression are gonna appear more... but the physical symptoms should slow down." He said.

"You should carefully monitor her for a month until so she doesn't relapse or any other drastic decisions." He said and I nodded.

(Haha my research skills came in handy. I researched everything about oxycodone and it sucks to have it)

I left the coffee shop and walked to Logan's house.

"Hey!" Jaci said coming with a hug.

"So how's Anna." She said.

"She's getting there..." I whispered.

"Good. You want cookies. They are freshly out of the oven." She said.

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I was gone for two hours when I went back to my house.

Anna was still asleep so I reset the trash can and grabbed myself a shower.

I didn't want to sleep in the same bed so I slept in the chair we had in the room.