28. Numb

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Mia's pov

*Three days earlier*

I started unpacking my bags from Mexico.

I was hurt, like really hurt.

I wanted my mom back, I wanted Boggi back, I wanted everything back to normal.

I pulled out a jumper and something falls onto the ground when I unwrapped it.

It rolls under my bed.

I place the jumper down onto my bed and kneel down to see what fell.

I see an orange container. I reach under the bed and pull it out.

When I stand up I study the container.

Sleeping pills.

I then remembered I had taken it from the Martinez house.

"Shit." I mutter under my breath.

I place the container on my bedside table and finished packing my belongings away.

A few hours had passed.

I sat on my bed crossed leg, staring at the container that sits on the bedside table.

I then grab it off of the table and walk over to the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

I filled the bath tub with lukewarm water.

While the water had been running I place the container onto the sink counter.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

I looked like a mess.

I felt like a mess.

I wanted to cry only I couldn't. It felt as if I had cried too much these past days that all the tears inside me had dried up.

I chew down on my bottom lip as I stare at the container, contemplating whether or not I should do this.

"Fuck it." I mutter.

I turn the taps off once the bath had been filled.

I take the container into my hands and slowly climb into the bath tub before sitting down, soaking my clothes.

I started shaking. I was scared.

But I wanted to.

I popped open the lid from the container and poured out a few of the white pills.

It sits in the palm of my hand, calling to me.

I swallow hard before downing them all, finishing almost the whole container.

When I felt I couldn't take in more, the container falls out of hands and onto the bathroom floor.

I started to feel the pills taking over my body.

I felt almost, relaxed, in a way. I felt myself slipping, my back rested against the back of the bath tub.

I stare up at the ceiling, seeing it swirling in different shapes.

My body felt numb, almost lifeless. I could feel my heart rate slowing down.

That's when my eyelids felt heavy and I couldn't keep them open anymore.

When my eyes finally closed I felt a single tear roll out from the corner of my eye.

***

Ivan's pov

"I'm really sorry she left man." I tell Boggi, sincere laced in my tone.

He's been distant ever since Mia had told him what had happened between her and Emilio.

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