Therapy

Part 13

MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDE ATTEMPT

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That night, Maya took her new sleep medication, hoping it worked as well as the one Carina had given her.

Around two in the morning, she was woken up when Carina got up.

"Where are you going?" she asked as Carina started to get dressed.

"Sorry," Carina said, pulling on her pants before going to Maya, "There was a major accident, twenty -five care pile up, and they need all hands-on deck at the hospital. Are you going to be alright here alone?"

"Yeah," Maya said, "Go. Save lives. God knows it's more than what I'm doing."

"Maya," Carina said, leaning down and kissing her cheek, "You are doing what you need to do right now. I'll be back when I get off, although I have a shift this afternoon so I don't know when that will be. I love you."

"Love you too," Maya said as Carina left the bedroom to head to the hospital.

Maya was now wide awake. She still felt like absolute garbage, so she just stayed in bed, curled up under the covers, her mind running at about a hundred miles an hour.

All she kept thinking was that she was such a burden to everyone. Carina was taking off work because of her, Andy was having to step up and work harder because of her, her team was left with yet another interim captain because of her, she and Carina were in a fragile relationship because of her. Everything bad that was going on was her fault, something she caused. Everyone would probably be better off without her, despite them telling her otherwise, because they just didn't know how much better their lives would be without her in them.

It was nearing 8 am when Maya made the decision that she was going to do what was best for everyone and just take herself out of the equation. She knew her pain meds were gone but sitting on the table next to her was a bottle of emergency anti-anxiety medication that she had looked up and knew would work. She grabbed a piece of paper, scribbling a note to Carina and one to her team which she left on the dresser.

She shakily took the bottle of pills and went into the bathroom, swallowing the entire bottle before sitting down on the floor, waiting for it to work. Within five minutes, she was unconscious on the floor.

Vic came home about ten minutes after Maya had taken the pills, setting down her stuff before going to check on her roommate. Carina had texted her the night before and told her she had gotten pulled into work, asking if she would check on Maya when she got home.

"Maya," Vic called, knocking on her door.

When she didn't get an answer, she thought about just leaving her probably sleeping friend alone, but something made her open the door. She noticed the bathroom door was closed and knocked on that door.

"Mai," Vic called, "Hey, are you alright?"

After waiting for an answer that didn't come, she knocked again.

"Maya," Vic called, getting worried, "Hey, if you don't answer, I'm coming in."

When she still got no answer, she cracked the door, throwing it open when she saw Maya passed out on the floor. She checked to see if she was breathing, feeling a weak pulse and shallow breath. It was then that she saw the empty bottle of pills on the counter.