Secret Life of a Pornstar

Overdose

After I left the office, I headed home to take a nap. Walking into the house it was eerily quiet. I went to Olive's room to see if she was in there and she wasn't. She must be with her boyfriend. I go to my mother's room and I knock on her door. I hear no response. I go inside and I don't see her on the bed. I go to her bathroom and as soon as I open the door I see an open, empty prescription bottle and then I see my mom's naked, limp body in the tub.

"Oh my God, ma!" I immediately go to check her pulse as I call 911 for an ambulance. I feel no pulse so I pull her out of the tub and perform CPR. While I'm doing chest compressions I start crying. I never saw this coming. She starts coughing and I breathe a huge sigh of relief.

"Thank God! You're okay, you're okay." I hug her. She lays there, silently, looking at me with numb eyes.

The ambulance arrive and they take her to the hospital. I call Olive and wait for her to come home before we go to the hospital.

"Girl we gotta go. Come on."

"Fuck her." Olive says.

"Olive, you don't mean that. Let's go and I'm not telling you again."

"You do know I'm grown right?" She rolls her eyes and follows me out the door. She knows damn well she ain't grown.

"Yeah that's what I thought." I say as I shut my car door.

We head to the hospital and Sammy calls me when we're in the waiting room. I debate answering.

"Hey, Sammy."

"Wassup, you working tonight?"

"I'll probably come up there tonight I need some more money. My mom is in the hospital."

"What happened? You want me to come up there?"

"She overdosed but she's okay. I'm gonna call you later the doctor is coming." I hang up quickly.

"Are you Mia Walt?" A white, red-headed woman approaches me.

"Yes I'm Georgia Walt's daughter. Are we allowed to see her yet?" I stand up, Olive waits in the chair next to me on her phone.

"Yes but there are some things we should talk about first. Your mother is still a little out of it so be gentle and understanding with her. We should discuss rehab options. After running tests on her we found results consistent with long-term drug and alcohol use. So here are some pamphlets you should look over and decide what the best options are. I'm gonna go ahead and show you guys to her room and I'll come back in a little while to see what you've decided." She said, as if I don't have a choice.

"Um, okay. But you should know the last time we sent her to rehab she didn't even last a day."

"There's no harm in trying again, sweetie. Follow me, girls." She said in the nicest tone. I hope she's right.

I start walking with her and look behind me and Olive is still sitting down.

"Olive bring your ass!" I yell as I stop in my tracks.

"Ugh." She grudgingly gets up to catch up with me.

We get to my mom's room and she's in bad shape.

"Hey, ma." I look at her with sad eyes.

She's sleeping still. I start looking at pamphlets and one catches my eye.

New Life Treatment Center

It was black-owned and I liked what I read on the pamphlet. I take out my phone to google this place. It had great reviews.

"Olive, look at this. What you think?" I hand Olive the pamphlet.

She looks at it briefly. "Looks great, ship her ass off."

I laugh and roll my eyes. "Girl I'm serious. I think we should send her there."

"Girl I'm serious too. Do it." She looks at me, stone-faced.

My mom's eyes flutter. She opened them fully snd looked over at us.

"Hey. How are you feeling?" I ask her.

"I'm tired."

I want to ask her what the hell she was thinking but I don't think now is the time.

"You should keep resting. They say you should be all ready to go in a few days."

"A few days? I'm ready to go right..." she doses off. We stay with her for a little while. My phone rings and I don't recognize the number.

"Hello?" I answer on the third ring.

"Mia. It's your father."

"What do you want?" I haven't spoken to him in months. He abandoned us without even an explanation.

"The hospital called me. Is your mom okay?"

"Don't act like you care. If you wanna know how she's doing, visit her." I hung up.

"That was dad?" Olive asked. She always had a soft spot for that sometimey ass nigga for some reason.

"Yeah. He got a call from the hospital."

"Is he gonna come?" She sounds hopeful.

"I don't know. You want something from the vending machine?" I needed to get out of there for a second.

"No, I'm good."

I get up and I go out into the hallway. I get another call and this time it's from Justin.

"Angel! I was calling you to tell you about a networking event tonight. Are you available?"

I was thinking about going to work at the club tonight but networking would benefit me especially newly entering this business.

"I am. I would love to network."

"Sounds great! You're gonna enjoy yourself I promise. I'll shoot you a text with all the details."

"Okay thanks Justin. I'll see you later." I hang up.

I go back to the hospital room and Olive is nowhere to be found. I head back to the lobby to look for her and I see her talking and laughing with a man. It's our father.

I walk over to them with a mean mug on my face. "Look who decided to show up."

"I wanted to check on your mother and see how you guys were doing." He smiles at me. I don't return the smile. It always confused me how Olive could hate our mother so much and still have so much love for this man who doesn't even come around or even call.

"Oh okay well since you're here she doesn't need me. Olive you coming?" I was ready to go.

"I kind of want to stay and hang out with dad. Is that cool?" She looks at me and pouts her lip as if begging please.

"Okay see you later." I look my father up and down with disgust before I leave. I go to my car and I head home to take another shower and clear my mind.