Fine Time

Chapter 2: Olive

wake up struggling to breathe.

I force myself out of bed and search my bag for the pills.

My 'happy' pills.

After my overdosing, I started taking them again. I have to take 2 a day, 1 in the morning, 1 in the evening.

I forgot to take a pill last night though. Stupid me.

I find my antidepressants and pour a couple into my hand and swallow 2 whole.

I am not supposed to do that, but I sometimes feel like it's needed, so I do it.

I gag on the horrible feeling of swallowing pills without water and the taste. It is nasty. But I don't have water in my room and I can't risk Viola seeing me gasping for air.

It's not that the pills calm me down immediately and have me breathing properly immediately. If anything, they make me extremely tired after a few moments. But when I struggle to breathe, that's not entirely a bad thing, I guess. I forget how difficult it is to breathe and then I nap or just lay down and rest, staring at anything, while thinking of one particular thing or nothing.

I sit down on the bed squeezing my eyes shut.

I breathe in and out until yawns start escaping me.

I check my phone to see what time it is.

It is 8am.

I'll try and sleep again and then make some coffee. And maybe I'll go out for lunch at the 'famous' cafe; Cafe Il Lusso.

I lie down and think. I don't think I will be having much privacy, even with my own room. I don't think Viola is intrusive, but I think she will always want to talk to me. If she likes me atleast. It's best for her if she doesn't, because I suck at being a good person. A good friend. I push everyone away eventually. Something about my presence has them not wanting me around at a certain point in life.

But that's fine.

It really is.

I am used to it.

I am used to people.. Everyone, leaving. Leaving me.

...♡...

It is 10am. I didn't sleep much longer. I woke up, just about 30 minutes later and took a shower and just got ready for the day. I have my curly light brown hair down. I have a lot of hair that goes down past my shoulders. I am wearing some mascara and a little bit of blush. I brushed my eyebrows a bit, so they look better. And for my outfit, I am wearing a high waisted light blue jean shorts with 3 different color buttons at the front that stops right below my butt, and as a top is concerned, I am wearing a striped, kinda colorful cropped skinny strapped top. And because there is white on my top, I am going to match it with white slippers when I go out soon. I head from the kitchen to my room with my 5th cup of coffee of the day, so far.

Viola had left a note on the counter saying:

"Dear Olive,

I will be gone for a few hours, or more.

I have to help a friend out.

It's an emergency, but I'll see you soon! :)

And yes I have your number but just in case you were sleeping, I didn't want to wake you up by messaging you...

I'll be back soon!

XOXO,

Your new bestie! ♡"

Damn, Viola has a pretty handwriting.