Jane paced around the small space, her breath and heartbeat were faster than usual. For a long time, she avoided seeing his face. The circumstances just didn't seem to have agreed with her this time.
Her fingers would occasionally play with her trembling lips. The woman's chest felt constricted like she was being crushed in between two walls. A panic attack is on it's way full-blow.
*No, not again. Calm down. Calm down!*
Jane didn't want to be like this, reminded of past occurrences. She quickly emptied her bag, carelessly pouring out everything inside it. At the moment, her brain only thought of one thing: to find her meds.
Thankfully, no one was there to hear all the racket she was making. The small container wasn't found even with all her fumbling.
Her lips started getting cold while her eyelids were near surrendering.
She looked inside her bag again and felt it's side pockets. The treasured small container was there. She clumsily tried to unzip it's cover but her body already gave away.
Jane only went as far as touching it when her everything went black. She can feel pain in all of her body but her eyes kept shut. It was some chaotic
For what felt like hours, she shifted from sleeping to forcing herself to wake up. Finally, she mustered enough strength to at least clench her right palm.
The frazzled woman attempted to lift her eyelids but they felt too heavy. Thankfully though, she regained a little bit of strength and continued attempting to get her meds even with her eyes closed.
After a couple of failed attempts, she finally succeeded.
As her body almost completely regained it's senses, the panic attack also came back. The woman's eyes rolled to the back of her head while her heart was beating erratically.
With all the willpower she had left, she forced her eyes open and into the container, wanting to make sure she picks the right tabs. Her eyes didn't comply though, it was going on a frenzy of close-open, making everything too blurry to differentiate what is from what.
*Screw it.*
Just wanting to end it, the frail girl opened it and got three pills randomly and swallowed them all at once.
Hoping she was lucky enough to pick the right medicine, Jane waited for the effects. After some while, her brain started to clear up and her body was recuperating.
She couldn't stay there though, she tiredly gathered all her stuff and messily put them in her bag. The woman washed her face and tried to compose herself for a minute.
~
Ryom huffed and bent down on one knee, trying to catch his breath. Finally, he was just outside the mall's theater, right beside the ticket booth.
His 'brilliant' idea of having a conversation with both Greenfield sisters was a starting journey to some messed up disaster.
Both women, although it was more of Elyssi, were staring down at one another. Jade would often try to speak but Elyssi would answer with some dry, dry humor.
The tension was too thick to pierce through with some cheerful conversation starters. Of course, as if everything was planned, he received a phone call.
Not wanting to add up to the awkwardness of the atmosphere, Ryom went outside. The next events, he was unaware.
It seemed like both started talking again when he was absent and when he came back, Jade's arm was already bleeding while Elyssi was saying something about the wounded woman being such a child.
