Ethereal

Seven

Camila woke up the next morning with a pounding headache.

"For fucks sake!" Camila yelled as her brown eyes fluttered open.

"What the hell happened?" Camila asked Dinah who was fixing Mac and cheese.

"You got Shit-faced last night and blacked out." Dinah explained with a chuckle.

Camila groaned in response. Was she really that stupid? Maybe she wasn't in the right state of mind last night.

"Here you go kid." Dinah replied while placing a bowl of Mac and cheese in front of the smaller girl.

"No thanks. I can't even think of eating right now." Camila replied while making a gagging noise.

It was true, she was hungover. But she was glad it was another excuse not to eat.
The small girl pushed the sleeves of her sweatshirt up and went to the fridge to get some water.

"Camila!" Dinah yelled.

"What?!" The smaller girl yelled as she jumped at the younger girls outburst.

"Your arm is seriously like dripping blood right now!" Dinah panicked while grabbing a wet rag.

Camila stood in shock while looking at her arm that had deep cuts on her wrist. She wasnt planning on relapsing. She was 4 months clean. And now she fucked it up because she wanted to get drunk to run away from her problems, just for a few hours.

"I don't remember doing it." Camila whispered still clearly in shock.
Dinah put a cold rag on the bleeding area and Camila hissed in pain. But she let Dinah finish her job of cleaning up.

"Mila." Dinah said, her voice breaking. "There's so many scars. How d-did I not notice." Dinah finished.

Dinah looked up at Camila's face and immediately broke out into tears.

"Di. I'm so sorry." Camila replied while holding Dinah and rubbing her back.

Camila woke up on a panic. She shot up, her breathing was rapid, and her heart beat was probably bruising her ribs.

"Hey, what's wrong Calm down Mila. Follow my breathing." Dinah smoothed. Camila laid her head on Dinah's chest and copied her breathing until she was calm.

"I just had a bad dream. I'll be fine. I need to use the restroom." She replied while flashing a warm smile even though it was dark and they couldn't see each other.

The small girl immediately shot up out of the bed and ran to the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She pulled her sleeve up to find that her arm was bandaged. Camila's eyes widened in shock as she quickly unwrapped the bandage. She didn't remember anything from last night, she blacked out. She didn't know who cleaned her up, she was definitely too drunk to do it herself. She calmed herself down and exited the bathroom.

"Dinah is there any Tylenol?" Camila asked while flopping on the bed next to the Polynesian.

"Yea I'll grab it." Dinah offered. She did have a pounding headache and she felt like shit. But that was to be expected when you were hungover.

"Were in Florida by the way, you came here passed out at 9, and you woke up briefly to get on and off the plane. We literally had to carry you to the airport." Dinah explained with a giggle.
Dinah flipped the light switch on and walked over to the cabinet. Camila flinched at the bright lights that was too bright in her eyes, and again when the cabinet slammed closed.

"Jesus Dinah why are you always so loud?" Camila complained while squeezing her eyes tight.
Dinah walked over with 2 red pills of ibuprofen and a glass of water.