Victoria was Maya's best friend.
_____A couple of hours had passed but it had felt like years for maya, with all the pain.
"I'm gonna go grab something I'll be back" she told vic as she nodded.
Maya went into her mothers room, going into her bathroom inside of the pill drawer. She searched and searched, all the options right in her face.
"Stop. Stop. Just grab regular painkillers" Maya told herself. She grabbed the acetaminophen which is basically Tylenol. She also grabbed ibuprofen, advil, naproxen...
"You cant take all of those at once...it could cause a stronger headache or cause something worse . Take the acetaminophen." Vic told her softly.
"Ok" Maya nodded.
"I'm off to pick up your mom...I'll be back shortly, need anything while I'm out?" Vic asked.
"No im good, thanks though" Maya genuinely thanked.
Victoria gave a slight nod before leaving the space.
Maya was about to close the drawer but a certain bottle of pills with her name on it caught her eye and had her starting to question. It was the pills she used to take when she was 11-14, her anxiety use to spike so bad, she couldnt focus, she couldn't think straight, her brain was foggy 24/7. So the doctors prescribed her with some medication. Maya took the bottle from the drawer. She was actually calm through those years but she stopped taking them, she felt like they were controlling her so she stopped. Worse decision in her life.
Maya was starting to feel overwhelmed so she went to her room and locked her door, she had a box, inside was a joint and weed stashed in her closet so she went in there and quickly grabbed it.
She sat on her bed as she lit the joint, taking a puff of it. It...felt great. The electricity that was once accelerating and coursing through her veins came to flow calmer. She opened the vodka...pretty strong vodka actually..96% liquor.
She drank from the bottle and smoked. She felt dizzy and high as hell but great...
"Punched me in the face because your girl agreed to sleep with me..BULLSHIT!" Maya yelled. She went to open her door, her room was completely smoked out.
She went down stairs going into her mothers liquor cabinet, she started to break and smash everything and it was a lot.
"Everything just falls back on me!" She smashed and smashed throwing more glass bottles of liquor on the floor. She could barely breathe as she screamed nothing but horrible words. She stopped when she heard the doorbell ring.
She walked over and opened it seeing her girlfriend...carina.
"What uh, what are you doing here?" Maya asked, she reeked of alcohol her eyes where blood shot red. It brought tears to Carina's eyes.
"Please let me help" carina told her.
"There's nothing you can do but give me some space. I- i need to ..to have my own space for um" Maya closed her eyes to compose herself, she couldn't think straight. "I cant think right now, just go carina...im a mess, im a mess" Maya tried to say, her eyes could stay focused on one thing.
"What's happening?" Carina asked scared.
"I dont know"
"You promised me...just let me help ..maya please.. please let me help, i dont want you to hurt yourself so bad that you can't come back from it. Please please. I-i cant loose you" Carina's breaths were getting caught up in her throat.
"Stop, your gonna work yourself into a panic attack. Go home, don't come back, I want space so give it to me please" Maya told her it hurted so much to say, maya promised her she wouldn't shut her out and she still did.
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Top Gun (Marina)
FanfictionMaya's big focus in her life has always been cheer, always focused on being top girl. She's the perfect pixie cheerleader on the outside, but on the inside, a rebel who knows no limits.