Suicide Prescription Hotline

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     Octavian stared at herself in the mirror. She heard Amanda telling her awful things. Octavian's eyes followed her reflection's tears. Her eyes became puffy and her makeup ran further down her cheeks.
     "Vian? You okay in there?" Floyd sounded worried with soft knocks at the door. "I know the psychiatrist visits are rough.. I'm sorry. I'm here for you, though, always. I promise." Octavian opened the door a bit and whispered,"I'm fine.. I'm just a bit upset. It will be better after I get some sleep."
     She closed the door and listened to Floyd's footsteps trailing off into the kitchen. Octavian looked down at the prescription and read the side effects. Nightmares, Nausea, Headaches, Depression. 'A bit late for that, eh?' She thought to herself as she swallowed the pill.
     She walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to tell Floyd goodnight, but before she could say anything, he turned and hugged her tightly. "Octavian, I can't lose you. You're my best friend and the only person on this earth who keeps me sane." Octavian cried into his shirt, muttering, "Ironic, isn't it?" And they both chuckled at that, and she hugged him tightly again." Goodnight, Floyd. Thank you." "Goodnight, Vian."