TITLE: IN SIN
GENRE: Dark YA Contemporary
When you take them one at a time, twenty-five pills feel like nothing at all.
Count them up slow. Let them slide their way down. Do it all nice and gentle.
After all, it’s just one more repetitive motion. Fits right in with the ones we practice every day (speaking, smiling, breathing). And soon you’ll find the room’s starting to fade, and you’ll be happier about it than you’ve been about anything in a long time.
Finally, some peace.
I locked myself in. Dad’s at work, and Olivia shouldn’t be back until four. No more failures. This time is for real.
My mind’s starting to drift and float when my body convulses, and then I’m trapped back inside myself and I want out but –
A cry yanks itself from my throat. I jerk off the bed. Pain, red-hot, grinding and unavoidable. Like someone’s stabbing me through the stomach with an iron stake. I smack the floor skull-first, but it’s nothing compared to the agony knotting itself up through my chest. More noises leak from my mouth.
I almost want to laugh. There’s a sort of relief in this kind of hurt and ah, let me die, just let it end – Jesus Christ, is that really too much to ask?
Bile coils up in my throat. I swallow it back. I swallow everything. Just a few more minutes.
The world spins in and collapses.