two doors down

y/ns mind place

tw vomiting 

y/n pov

"no i dont want to cut shopping short because of me, ill be fine if i could have a bit more water" i asked quietly and she quickly handed me the water bottle back. 

"are you sure, cause we can come back tomorrow or something. i just want you to feel okay" why does she care about me so much, it genuinely confuses me. 

"its not a new feeling, ill be fine" i dismissed it easily and grabbed some panadol from my bag. 

we continued to shop and after alot of debate i let lizzie get me a couple things. i felt bad when she spent money on me but i also started to feel worse when i constantly turned her down. we finished shopping not long after and drove to the same restaurant we went to with my grandparents. what happy memories. 

time skip

as soon as we got home and settled mattie sat on the couch to read his comic while i paced my room trying to calm down. i dont know what it was i just had this icky feeling. i grabbed some clothes and went to go have a shower. 

as i was leaving my room i stubbed my toes on the door frame. just my fucking luck. hobbling to the bathroom i close and lock the door. 

3rd person pov 

y/n takes a boiling hot shower to clear her head of whatever disgusting feeling lingered inside of her. she felt almost nauseous, she hated every bit of it. after her shower she got changed and tried to brush through her hair but it wasnt working and it was hurting alot. 

y/n ended up dropping her brush on the ground causing a loud crash on the tiles. lizzie who was walking to her room was confused by the sudden crash and knocked on the bathroom door. "you okay in there y/n/n?" she questioned curiously. 

y/n unlocked the door and looked at lizzie hopelessly. "honestly, i dont feel well and my hair is being so fuck-freaking stupid" she said turning back to the mirror to rip her brush through her hair again. 

"would you like some help?" lizzie asked stepping into the bathroom a bit more. y/n just nodded surprised at the offer. "im sorry if i hurt you" the woman apologized before starting. 

all over her hair wasnt that knotted you just had to be patient something y/n was not right now. a couple minutes later and lizzie was just gently brushing the teens hair to ensure all knots were gone. 

"would you like me to braid it so it doesnt get too messed up over night?" the woman then asked. 

"yes please" she answered quietly with glossy eyes. it had been forever since she had a mother figure in her life and she didnt realize how much her heart craved it. it was making her feel more sick to her stomach. 

lizzie continued to braid the teens hair in an unawkward silence. "there you go honey" she said once she had finished. y/n thanked her and lizzie smiled before walking to her room to charge her phone like she originally was going to do. 

y/n took a deep breath but her head soon hung over the toilet as she silently emptied her stomach.  she knew things were getting bad again but it scared her even more knowing theres more people to notice now. 

she brushed her teeth and sprayed a spray before leaving the bathroom. after a quick stop in her room she grabbed her waterbottle and filled it with cold water and ice from the kitchen. "y/n come watch a movie with us" mattie called out from the lounge room. 

"uh maybe later mattie, elizabeth can i go for a walk please" she asked taking a quick look at the time to see it was 6:47pm. "only like half an hour max" 

"ooo are you going to your secret spot? can i come?" mattie questioned before lizzie could even answer. 

"only for half an hour and please dont go too far. dont go to any bridges or the highway. i want you to stay safe and come back in one piece" y/n nodded accepting the terms. 

"mattie you can come if you want but im not going to my spot just walking" she told him putting her shoes on. 

"nevermind then, walkings boring and my feet hurt" he complained, y/n laughed a little and ruffled his hair as she walked passed. 

y/n pov

i said goodbye and quickly dashed across the road to my house. the locks were changed since it was like a crime scene or whatever so i had to jump the fence and go in through my window. it was broken so there was nothing you could really do to lock it. 

sliding the glass open i try to jump in without knocking too many things off my windowsill. when i made it inside my room an odd feeling of nostalgia hit me even if it had only been a week or so theres just so much emotion tied to this room. 

anyway i attempt to turn the light on only for it to not work. reaching under my bed i grab the torch i faintly remember seeing there a while ago and turn it on. walking around my room i grab a couple things i wanted with me shoving them into my pockets. it was mostly just small things like a lipbalm and a couple pieces of jewelry. 

after that i walked into the bathroom and looked under the sink in my draw to grab a certain metal container of my things in it. i shoved the card sized box in my back pocket and made my way to my final stop. 

my fathers room. 

i checked all the usual spots for my money but i couldnt find it. opening his bathroom draws i saw his prescribed sleeping pills. i guess all the other shit got taken away. stuffing them into my pockets as well i continue searching the place. eventually i find it in with the toilet paper rolls. 

checking the time i see ive already been gone for 20 mintues so i decide to just go lay in my room. for a bit. i miss my bed anyway. 

the sun was setting out my window and the dark lights consumed me. i felt myself falling asleep but a car pulling up outside caused me to jolt awake. 

i could hear what they were saying easily in the quiet night. "yes this is his house and yes i know hes in rehab" 

"then why you breaking in" someone else said slamming a car door. 

"cause the cunt owes me money and im sure theres some stashed, you stay here on lookout" 

shit shit shit. how am i supposed to get out now. i hide behind my door as i hear the guys footsteps all around the house. im starting to think the money i found wasnt mine. it seems like the same amount. 

i find a small rubber ball on my floor and grab it quickly. looking out the hallway i throw it to the other side of the house. hearing it crash and hit walls. "hello!?" i heard the voice call out "oi braxton, i thought you said the place would be empty" the guy said now scared a little. 

"it should be" braxton called back. they bickered for a bit before the other teen was called into the house to investigate. i took this as a chance to jump out my window and rush across the street.