the next evening, sierra awoke to aggressively falling off her bed and hitting her eye on the open nightstand drawer as she fell. she wasn't fully awake yet, only awake enough to acknowledge the pain in her eye.
she returned to her slumber, not bothering to get off the floor. she still held the empty vodka bottle in her arms, but didn't realize it because of how blacked out she was.
but then a few hours later, she got up and wanted to go pee. for some god damn reason, she wanted to go pee downstairs. but that didn't go well because she was still high out of her mind.
of course, sierra started off strong but ended collapsed on the bottom of the stairs, the pain not yet hitting her. she stayed asleep on the floor for the rest of the night, until she awoke the next day.
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at mitchels, he awoke around the same time as sierra the next (next) day. he didn't quite realize that he had stayed asleep for almost 2 days but it didn't matter.
the first thing he saw when he woke up was the pile of coke on his coffee table. having withdrawals, mitchel cut up and shot down 3 more lines.
but he then realized that he had shit to do, so he got up to take a shower. during his glamorous shower, mitty nearly passed out. and that was when he saw the signs to get out and get some more sleep.
drugs drain the shit out of you, that's why when some people OD they just sleep 24/7 after. mitchel was that kinda way, he slept 74 straight hours in a row one time.
he tied a towel losely around his waist and didn't bother to worry about his hair; which mind you, was still in his braids from 2 days before and was knotted like crazy.
he tried to make it out of the door but for some reason, he struggled to open the door. when he finally did figure it out, he started to walk to his messy bedroom.
the hall started to get longer and longer, and mitch started to not be able to see his peripherals. the end of the hall went black and he felt liquid coming down his lip. he touched it and looked down at his fingers to see red. and that's all he can remember before he violently collapsed and passed out in the hallway.
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sierra finally woke up, with a terrible headache. she felt like she couldn't walk, and the pain from falling down the stairs had taken over her.
she loudly screamed in pain, looking down at her body to see it covered in bruises. but the worst part of her body that hurt was her arm. immediately, she knew it was broken.
it took sierra a second but she finally came back to reality and wasn't seeing stars anymore, so she carefully got up and sat on the couch.
her body ached and she struggled to not scream at the top of her lungs.
rhis little expirience explained really quickly to sierra how she felt. the whole not ready thing was bullshit, she was just scared. she actually had very strong feelings for mitchel and knew he felt the same, although she may had just fucked it all up beyond repair.
without hesitation, sierra knew what she had to do. first, she had to get a cast on her arm. after that, she had to talk to mitchel.
may the doctors, it didn't take long for them to do the x-rays and put the cast on. of course she chose black for the color, it was her and mitchels mutual fav color.
when she walked back down the hallway to her apartment, she completely skipped her door and walked straight down to mitchels.
she knocked a few times and was getting a bit impatient because she knew he was in there, his car was parked in his spot.
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𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐒 // 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐞
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