Missing pieces

Chapter 2

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Alexa POV

My heart breaks for my best friend, she doesn't make a effort to take care of herself anymore and I don't blame her, her parents were here world. We had the funeral only a couple days ago but it's been a full week since they passed and it seems as if Mia keeps getting worse and worse every second that goes by. I've tried desperately to get her to change her clothes or eat properly but all she does is sit in a curled up ball and stare at the wall as if she's in a trance.

Her eyes are dull, dead. She won't talk anymore and she only gets up to snack every once in a while and to use the bathroom but other than that she's locked her self inside the guest bedroom in my house. My parents have been very loving and let her stay in our home for as long as she needs. I feel so helpless like I should help her in some way, get her on track and help her recover easier but I know she needs time to mourn and think but I just can't see her like this. She cries most of the day or is silent. I've been putting on a strong face and been here to comfort her but nothing works she's lost all hope it's as if she's lost the will to live.

All I can do now is wait and give her time to recover on her own and I just need to push her in the right direction slowly to make sure she doesn't get worse which I don't even think would be possible.

Mia's POV

The days pass in blurs, I keep the blinds shut and the days and nights have blended together. I can't bring myself to look at Alex when I do I see the pain, the helplessness that plays on her face that she tries to hide but I know her to well. She's hurting like me but I'm worse. My parents were everything I had even though I consider Alex my sister I never had its just not the same. No body can replace the emptiness I feel.

All I want to do right now is be left alone, but being left alone seems to make it worse. My thoughts consume me and only make me cry harder. I blame myself for that car accident, it was my fault...

The conversation I had with my parents keep replaying through my head. We had gotten into a dumb fight that I can't even remember what it was about but things got heated. My last words are what will always haunt me most.

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Flashback

"I hate you" I had screamed at them and instantly I had regretted it seeing the look of hurt on both of my parents faces. But instead of apologizing and making things right I stormed off towards my car and drove off without another glance back.

My phone had been buzzing non stop from my parents trying to contact me to see where I was going or where I went but I ignored it. I should've never ignored it.

After a hour or two they had gone out to look for me, but before they got to the one place to look, it was to late. The impact from the other car didn't give either of them a chance.

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Present Time

I have to stop myself from thinking about that or I'll become a bigger mess than I already am.

A light knocking brought me out of my toxic thoughts and all I could manage was a grunt as I tucked my head deeper into the pillow as if it might take me away into a differently reality where things were okay. Where I was okay.

"Mia" she trailed off it was hard for her to see me like this, heck it was hard for me to even be this way, I normally handle things better act tougher but this time I just couldn't hold in the pain, it consumed me and pushed me down making me beg for mercy, but I didn't get any.

All I did in response was roll over to look at her, she had dried tears streaking her face in that moment all I wanted to do was to comfort her as well. She was hurting too and I was so blind to see that this all has been effecting her too, that she understands in a way of what I feel like.

I willed my body to get up as I dragged my feet over to my best friend and engulfed her in a hug we stayed silent for a good 5 mins before we broke apart.

"I'm sorry" she looked confused as her eyebrows scrunched up telling me to go on.

"Y-you've been hurting too" she looked at me not hiding the sadness that took over her features and pulled me back into a hug. Actions speak louder than words.

At the moment I decided I needed to be stronger not just for the people around me but for myself.

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After Alex and I hugged for what seemed like decades but only last minutes I trudged to the bathroom and cringed at my appearance. My hair was a rats nest from not brushing it for days and my eyes were bloodshot from the lack of sleep I got. I didn't like this new person, I didn't like me. I couldn't look at my reflection any longer and rushed to the shower turning the knob to hot and waited.

Once it was hot enough I stripped out of the cloths that I had been wearing for several days and hopped into the shower. The water rushed over me providing a calmness to cross over me. I scrubbed off the dried tears and washed my knotted hair. By the time I was done I felt better, like things would start to look up for me if I could just piece myself back together. But things weren't gonna be so easy, I still felt huge amounts of guilt and no one knew about it, I told myself I wasn't for blame but in the back of my brain a part of me screamed at me that it was my fault. I wasn't gonna let myself spiral down, I wasn't gonna become a person that my parents wouldn't even be able to recognize if they saw me, I was gonna become better for their sake.

I held the towel tightly around myself and picked up a pair of clean clothes. As I made my way down stairs finally realizing how hungry I've been lately I scoured the fridge and made my self two sandwiches. I felt a pair of eyes on me as I devoured my food but knew who it was, Alex. When I looked up at her she was smiling finally seeing me eat correctly and not cooped up in the room for once. I could tell she was proud of me and that made a small smile tug at the corner of my lips just knowing I was finally doing something right. It was the first time I had smiled in what seemed like months.

I felt like things would get better, but I'd still be filled with guilt and I know I wouldn't be able to get rid of that, the blame wouldn't leave me anytime soon but I needed to be stronger for myself for my parents, for Alex. But with my luck things don't tend to go my way, life likes to throw me head on into situations that made me emotionally and physically exhausted. Life never seemed to ease up on me but when it did it just seemed like it was planning on throwing another curve ball my way something worse.

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Hey everyone, hope you like my story so far. I'm sorry for not updating for a while but I just started school and have been bombarded with work😅 so please be patience with me. But thank you to everyone that is reading so far! You all are amazing, enjoy.