Happy // j.hs

t h r e e

The lights strobe and pretty colours bounce off the walls at the after prom party. I'm dancing with my friends and singing loudly to the music drunk. I stop for a minute trying to find my girlfriend. She said she'd only be gone for a few minutes, where is she? I walk into the bathroom and find her lying on the floor, foaming from the mouth and acid tabs all around her. I scream at the sight, trying to brush the foam out of her mouth.

"Help!"

"Somebody help!"

"No please wake up!"

"Tara wake up!"

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Before the dream could continue any further my brain snaps awake. My cheeks are wet from crying in my sleep and my throat hoarse from what I assume is my sleep talking. I push my week body off the bed, sitting up slightly. The dream is always the same, me finding my dead girlfriend's body after overdosed.

It's all my fault. I get out of bed, treading heavily into the shower. I turn it on cold, hoping that the chilling feeling will snap mind out of thinking about her and what happened. It does the complete opposite. As I'm crying I slip on the wet floor to the shower, falling and hitting my cheekbone against the side of the floor. I yell out in pain, dragging myself out.

I rush to find an ice pack to place over the area, hoping it doesn't bruise. It's good that I don't have class today, but I still have to go to the store to get some food if I can be bothered. I decide it's now or never so I pack on as much foundation as I can to cover up the bruise and I make my way to the store, slowly walking from lack of energy.