TW - ❌❕ Purging, making self sick, Anorexia, eating disorder miscarriage, ETC. ❕❌

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< Flashback: takes place years before the death date >

Ajania placed her hand at the back of her throat and felt the fluid come forward from her, she purged all her leftover food from her stomach and stands to her feet. She waited until the sickness and dizziness were over, before flushing the toilet.

she waited a few seconds before she left the bathroom, after making sure the hall was clear, she walked down the wall.

She walks down the steps and into the living room, where she could see her Mother.

Upon seeing her, Her mother smiled at her.

“ Hey, baby... Are you okay? You look sick”.

Ajania nodded, and forced down the nausea, and forced herself to remain calm, she did not want her mother or anyone else to find out what she does.

“ M'fine, Ma. Just a little tired, I've been up all night thinking about the passenger and Olive” she admitted.

Her Mother opened her arms for her. “ Come here, baby”.

Ajania did without hesitation. She felt like a kid again, this was why she loved her mother. She may have not been her birth mother, but she was something close to it.

She tucked her head under her mother's neck and sighed. 

“ Do you feel better now?”.

“ Yes, I do”.

“ Now rest”.

Ajania sighed and closed her eyes. “ Will do”.

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“ So you are doing drugs?” Jasper asked, looking down at his girlfriend. The two were laying on the bed, while she ( Ajania ) was laying back against his chest, and was playing with his fingers.

“ Yes, I do.”

“ What do you mean you do? Are you still using drugs?” the blonde male asked.

Ajania bites down on her lip softly, should she lie? Or should she tell the truth?

“ Yes and no. I don't do it as often, since I have you. But I have done it this year”.

Jasper grabbed her by the chin and made her look at him, she gazed into his deep blue eyes and nearly melted.

“ How much do you take? And what type of drugs do you do?”.

Ajania sighed and knew she had to tell the truth. This was a part of her therapy.

“ Meth, weed, cocaine, crack, and heroin”.

Her boyfriend sat up in alarm, making her nearly fall over from the bed. She looked at him with wide eyes and fear.

“ What?, What is it?”.

“ What? How the hell are you not in rehab?” Jasper shouted, veins popping in his neck.

His eyes glossed over as he looked at his girlfriend with intense emotions in his eyes.

Ajania looks at the ground suddenly ashamed, she thought his reaction would be different. But apparently not.

' of course, not. He is not like the other boys... Where they let me get away with everything '

She shakes her head. “ I do, that's part of the reason why I am going to therapy now... To get better, but lately, the feeling is getting stronger” She paused as her throat closed up slightly due to tears.

Jasper sighed and rubbed his forehead. This was getting out of hand.

“ It- Come here” he replied, opening his arms for her.

Ajania walks to him and goes limp in his arms.

“ I love you” she whispered.

“ yeah, I know... I love you too”.

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Ajania sinks to the floor, as blood spilled all over the bathroom titles. She whimpered and shakily placed her hand on the floor, her eyes were blurry as she took in the sight.

Looking around for a towel, she stands up shakily and places her hand on the counter to steady herself.

Her black dress lay flat on the floor covered in blood and her hat falls to the floor.

She bites down on her lip and thinks of a plan to save herself.

And her baby...

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The next chapter is back to the future timeline... The death date is near 😈😈😈