𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒔𝒕.

𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘵𝘸𝘰..

"Acura we're all going to eat to celebrate the win, do you want to come?" Kavion asked as we all walked to our school's parking lot together, with a couple of his friends.

It was a Friday night and the team had just beaten Golden Valley, I let my mom know what time I would be home and it was going on 9, while I told her no later than 9:30.

"N-No, I'm okay. Have fun guys." I waved at them as I crossed the parking lot to my white car.

I took off my backpack and put it in the passenger seat once I entered the car and locked the doors.

Before starting up the car to begin my drive home I decided to check my phone seeing a missed facetime call and text from Xaria I had missed while being inside the gym.

Messages. 45 Minutes Ago.
xaria 🫠🤎
call me when u can, i wanted to ask you something

I set my phone back down and pulled off heading home.

"Acura! Come in here." My mom shouted from the living room I assumed.

Turning around from the staircase I walked into the living room to find her sitting on the couch, staring at her phone but removing her glasses when she saw me approach her.

"Have you been taking your medication?" She asked.

"Y-Yea, I have. W-Why?" I wondered.

"Because I found this in your room earlier," She held up a prescription bottle with my name on it, I recognized it as my antidepressants.

I stuffed the bottle into my drawer a couple of weeks prior when I picked up a refill, my nightmares had me a lot more recent, and since the medicine made me sleepy I stopped taking it.

I decided to stay quiet and avoid eye contact with her.

"You wanted to go on it Acura, you damn near argued with me and you just stopped taking them out of the blue. What's going on? You can talk to me." She urged.

Standing at the end of the couch I picked at my fingernails and shrugged. "They make me too sleepy and increase my app-appetite. It a-also makes me feel we-weird."

"Well, you still need to take it consistently until you have your next appointment. You need to eat, your skin is all bone, and it's supposed to help you sleep."

"Mama, I don't l-like the way it makes me f-feel." I pleaded but she just held out the bottle for me.

"Take it Acura, let me find out you're not taking it too." She forced the bottle into my hand and waved me off.

I sighed and headed to my room. Once I made it inside I closed and locked my door.

The medicine didn't make me less depressed, it made me feel nothing. I just felt numb, and not the sad type of numb, just numb. I'd rather feel all my emotions than feel nothing at all, even if it meant all the bad ones too.

My mom was hopeful about it because once I was diagnosed again and put onto a new medication, my doctor told her that in the bad times there would be good times, I'm pretty sure she ignored the fact that in the good times, there would be bad times too.

I hadn't had a bad time in a couple of days, but I knew the next wave was coming soon. Because the good never lasted forever.

Looking around my room I found it to be completely clean, that's how my mom found the pill bottle.

I sighed and sat my backpack down on the floor and slid off my shoes.

I grabbed one of my larger teddy bears and crashed on my bed, hugging it tightly.