Lost

Chapter 24

Chapter 24 |Comfort|

TW: overdosing??

I made this instead of studying for my science test which is tomorrow. Hope y'all like this-

SAMUEL'S P.O.V

I rubbed my temples while I was staring at the blank TV. I was still in denial. They couldn't have gone missing! I choke back another sob as I lie down on the couch.

I took a few more shaky breaths before closing my eyes and trying to sleep. It was impossible. My heart kept beating to the point where I thought I was going to have a heart attack soon if I didn't calm down.

I curl up in a little ball. Just waiting. Waiting for something-I'm not even sure what I'm waiting for. A miracle? That they so happen to be alive after the crash? Hope?... Something I don't have anymore...

I get up and search the drawers for some sleeping or anxiety pills. I move things around frantically, trying to find atleast one medication bottle.

I hear the door creak. I turn around. Lloyd is at the door. Looking at me worriedly.

"Are you ok?" He asks while approaching me. I turn back to the drawers. Not answering. Not looking for the pill bottles. Just staring at the open drawer blankly.

"Caleb told me what happened..." he sighs sadly. I shut my eyes, tearing threatening to fall. He puts a hand on my shoulder. "Its ok.. let it all out." He reassures me while guiding me to the couch. We both sit down in silence for a while. I lay my head on his lap, just staring at the black TV. 

The news report just kept echoing in my mind the longer I look at the TV. I didn't even realize I was crying until my vision got too blurry.

"Its ok.." Lloyd reassures me. I know he's lying even if he's not trying to. I know everything's not going to be ok. 'It's ok' is just a lie now.

I shake my head at him. Still not saying a word. It feels like if I say something then I'll just break down. 

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asks. I shake my head. "Do you want to do anything to get your mind off of it?" I shake my head again. It's all I can think about. Doing something to distract me won't help now.

"Look," he sits up more because he was starting to fall off the couch. "Alec got better after a while. Even when things felt dark, everything was good at the end." He tells me. I avoid eye contact. "I'm sure your friends will be ok." He gets up which makes me almost fall down. "Sorry!" He says sheepishly, catching my head before it hit the ground.

He goes over to the drawer and rummages through it a bit. After a while he holds up a bottle of Anxiety & sleeping medication. "Were these what you were looking for?" He asks. I nod. He pours out the required amount in his hands and gives it to me. I look at him questiongly as he puts the medication back in the drawer. "I don't want you to have too much of this. I don't want you to overdose." He explains. "I'll go get you some water." He goes to the kitchen to grab some water.

I stare at the anxiety & sleeping medication in my hands until Lloyd comes back with water. "Alright. And you're settled." He says, putting down the water on the coffee table. "Do you want me to carry you to your room or do you want to stay here for the night?" He asks me. I think for a second. "I'll stay here." I told him. He nods and goes to get a blanket. He gives me the blanket and heads to the door. He turns around back to me "G'night." He says with a comforting smile. 

I give a fake smile back. "Goodnight." He shuts the door and leaves me alone in the living room.

I take the sleeping & anxiety medication and drink the water. I lie down on the couch and stare at the roof blankly.

"I can't sleep." I think to myself. I sit up and look at the drawer where Lloyd put the medication wearily.

It can't hurt to get a little bit more. Can it?