Naive

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It was 3AM, Sunday morning and Mia called me crying hysterically telling me to go over to her house as soon as possible. I couldn't care of my appearance, I rushed over to the bathroom and quickly brushed my teeth and put on my NIKE slides and left the door in my pajamas which were sweats and a tanktop, I just quickly put a sweater over it before speed walking over to her house since she didn't live that far from me.

By the time I reached her front door, it was wide open. I carefully stepped in and closed the door behind me before walking upstairs to Mia's room where I heard mumbles and sniffs. I swiftly opened the door and looked at Mia sitting in the corner of her room with her knees up to her face while her head is down balling crying. I rushed over to her and got on my knees rubbing her back asking her questions.

"What happened? Are you okay?"

She was trying to say something to me but it was being drowned by her crying and hiccups.

"Huh? Just breath really quickly and tell me what's wrong."

She began to breath heavily to catch her breath while I continued to rub her back and wipe away her tears.

"You need to talk to me Mia. What's wrong?"

"My mom..." She said still attempting to catch her breath. "My mom overdosed and killed herself." She said with her head still down.

I gasped, Ella and I were the only ones who already knew about the issues between Mia's mom with her use of drugs, but Mia would always tell us that she was in rehab and was getting better.

I put my hand over my mouth being in a state of shock. "Where is she?"

She shrugged her shoulders and raised her head up to me. "I don't know. My father called me and told me the news and he's at the hospital right now."

"Do you wanna go over there right now?"

"No, I don't want to see her in that condition. I just don't know why she couldn't think of me before she did this to herself." She told me.

I comforted  her as she let everything out that she's finally been holding in.

"She's my mother and she couldn't even think of her one and only child. She choose that stupid ass needle!" She said raising her voice. "That fucking stupid needle over your own living child! I hate her so much!" She said balling her fists and rested her head on my shoulder.

"I know baby, I know."

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It was the morning and Mia and I both slept on the floor while she was still on my shoulder and I led her over to her bed. Before I went to sleep, I called my mom and told her everything that happened and she said that I could stay with her until she got better.

After putting her to bed, I tiredly stood up and walked downstairs and her father still wasn't home. So I decided to quickly make some breakfast for Mia. After making her favorite foods, I put it 2 plates and went upstairs and laid it besides her.

"Mia."

She groaned and lifted her white blanket and tossed it over head.

"Wake up, I got you some food."

"I'm not hungry." She mumbled.

"Please Mia."

She sighed and threw the blankets over her and stood up and put the plate on her lap and started eating. I sat besides her and ate along with her, "How do you feel?"

"Nothing."

"I'm sorry for your loss. Your mother loves you, you know that right?"

"No she doesn't."