Serotonin

Prologue

A/N: Hey guys, just a heads up: this story does deal with mental illness and will be mentioned throughout the story. So this is a trigger warning, as to not make anyone uncomfortable. Thank you for reading.

Sunlight filtered through the small bedroom window as birds chirped happily outside. What seemed to be a usually sunny day in Florida was the exact opposite for the petite brunette in bed. To her, a sunny day wasn't anything to be excited about. Not much these days got her excited.

"Mija, are you awake?" Her mother's voice called out from behind the door. With a sigh, she pulled the comforter over her face, not wanting to leave her comfort zone.

Another knock.

"Ugh, okay," she mumbled to herself. She tossed the comforter off her body and got up. Stalking over to the door, she opened it to reveal the very concerned face of her mother.

"Camila. It's two in the afternoon and you're still in bed. What's wrong, honey?" Her mother asked, a frown on her lips.

Camila didn't even feel her eyes get misty like they usually did when she tried to verbalize her thoughts. She mostly felt numb.

"Mami, it's nothing. I just don't feel good today," she said. It wasn't entirely a lie, the brunette hadn't felt good in a long time. Admitting that was a difficult thing for her, she didn't want anyone's pity.

"Camila, you've been saying this for weeks now. If something is wrong you need to tell me. I want to help you but you know I can't do that if you don't talk to me..." she trailed off, trying hard not to cry herself. "You've missed so many days of classes that I'm worried you aren't going to pass."

Camila almost scoffed at her mother's last sentence. She could care less about passing at this point. Not being able to afford to go to a university made the brunette extremely bitter. Seeing all of her friends get accepted into prestigious schools across the country made her depressed. Camila wouldn't say it outloud, but she knew she had fallen into a pretty deep state of depression.

She never thought she'd deal with this sort of thing but here she was, sleeping until the afternoon, losing her passion and zest for life, and just feeling empty. When it started, she wasn't exactly sure but she knew she wanted it to go away.

"Mom... I..." Camila suddenly felt the emotions returning to her at full speed. She gasped for air as a sob wracked her body, tears quickly slipping from her eyes.

Her mother rushed to wrap her arms around her sobbing daughter, stroking her hair in attempt to soothe her. Sinu felt lost as a mother. What do you do when it feels like your child is slipping into a dark place? How do you help them?

"We're going to get you help, Camila. I'm going to do whatever I can to help you." She whispered to her daughter, holding her tightly as if she'd disappear right in front of her eyes.