𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐭||M.POLIBIO

twelve

1 𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑘 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟

mattia has been avoiding me for the past week.
god im such an idiot.

why did i tell him that i like him in the first place?
im always doing some dumb shit to fuck things up.
everything's always my fault.

first i caused my dads death & now i lost my only friend because of my stupid decisions.

he barely even glances at me anymore.
we said that we were gonna go back to the way things were no matter what, but i guess he didn't really mean what he said.

he never really means anything he says.

i tiredly & slowly get up from where i was sitting & make my way to the bathroom but on the way there something caught my eye

a pill bottle.

(overdosage will be mentioned)

i grab the bottle & estimate about how many are in there...

a good 20?
it'll do.

a chuck them all into my hand and hesitate a little
before downing them all.

everything came coming quick

i threw up.
everything became blurry & my sound was fading out.

then... i heard my mom
"mijaaaa?"

"desii!! someone's here to see you"

𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐀'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕

i feel horrible.
im avoiding her when i told her that i wouldn't leave again.

im currently on my way to her house

*knock knock*

"hola mijo, do you need something?"

"uh im here to see desi"

"oh. okay she's up in her room & could you maybe do me a favor & talk to her she's been acting a bit down lately."

fuck.

"yeah i will"
i smile lightly

"mijaaaaa"

"desiiii!! someone's here to see you"

"uhh since she's not coming down you can go ahead & head up there"

-𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠-