Nightmare

Back To Reality

Chloe woke up on the cold Bathroom floor. She wasn't sobbing, she wasn't sweating, and she wasn't about to vomit. The pain in her chest wasn't there and she could breathe. Had all of what was happening been a dream from falling in the bathroom? She slowly stood up and turned on the light.

The reflection in the mirror stared back at her. It was still lifeless and without color. The happiness was all a dream. The realization sunk back and Chloe began to sob uncontrollably.

Out of no where she stopped. She knew what she needed to do to get better. And she was going to do it. She wiped away the last of her tears and slowly walked to the kitchen.

She opened the freezer and took out a microwave meal. She poked some holes in the film with a fork and placed it in the microwave, carefully reading the instructions on how long to cook it. She stood at the microwave staring at the meal as it cooked. When the microwave went off, Chloe snapped out of her trance like state and took the meal out of the microwave. She removed the film and threw it away, setting the meal on the counter in front of the bar stool.

As she was waiting for it to cool down a little bit, she grabbed a glass out of the cupboard. She walked to the kitchen faucet and turned it on cold, filling the glass up three fourths of the way. She placed the glass next to her meal and sat down at the stool and began eating. Every so often, she would take a drink of her water and then go back to eating. She took little breaks occasionally, seeing as she hadn't eaten in a long time. This meal, she actually kept down. She threw her trash away and decided to do the dishes.

When she was finished, she pulled out the vacuum and vacuumed each room in silence. No music. No singing. No talking. And no tv in the back ground. Just the sound of her foot steps and the vacuum sucking up the dirt that had gathered around the house for the past 6 months of not being cleaned. She put the vacuum away and went to clean the bathrooms. Then the kitchen. She went through all of the bedrooms and tidied up, leaving the master untouched. She cleaned out the fridge and all of the cabinets. And went back into the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and did her best to brush out her hair.

She went to her bedroom and stopped for a few minutes, just staring at the messy bed that she had refused to touch let alone look at for months. As she felt a tear escape her eye, she reached up to wipe it away and continued on her mission to get clean clothes. She went back to the guest bathroom and undressed herself. She turned the warm water on and stepped in the shower, not even bothering to close the door, who else would find her in the shower anyway? No one had seen her or heard from her since Aubrey stopped coming around.

As she washed her body with soap, the water running down into the drain turned dark grey. Chloe Mitchell-Beale never expected herself to ever get this dirty, but then again, she never expected this much pain so early in life. As she rubbed her fifth hand full of shampoo into her hair, she couldn't help herself when the words of Titanium came flowing from her mouth. It made her sad to hear them for the first time in so long, but she couldn't stop. She closed her eyes, lowering her hands as she sang and it was almost as though she felt Beca with her in the shower singing like had been done so many times before, but when she opened her eyes, there was no one there besides her. And it broke her heart all over again.