"Hello, welcome, how may I assist you?" He said in a dull tone
"Hello" I replied equally dull
"Been 4 days" His tone was cold
"I see"
"I'm sorry" He replied
"Okay" I huffed as I fell onto my bed
"I really am doll"
"I tried killing myself, it didn't work" I say as I trace my hand up and down my scars
"W-what did you do?"
"I was thinking of self harming, then I realized that I didn't want any more scars, so I decided to take some pills, I only took the right amount to overdose but it still hasn't worked"
"You're so strong"
"You think if I try again it'll work?"
"No, I mean you're strong, you're going through all this bad stuff and you still hold up"
"I'm crumbling inside"
"Talk to me"
"Not yet" I whispered as I felt myself doze off
"How long ago did you take the pills?" He asked
"2 hours ago?" I whispered
"2?"
"Doll?"
"Sleepy" I slurred
"No, no, no, stay awake and get some water"
"I so sleepy" I giggled as I pulled up the blankets
"Get water" He urged but I rejected
"I swear if you don't get water right now we're over"
That seemed to wake me up, I quickly jumped off of my bed and stumbled downstairs, filling up my water I gulped it down with a sigh
"Hey, now I'm not sleepy" I whined as I walked back upstairs
"It wasn't you being sleepy, it was the pills doing its work"
"Oh"
"You can sleep in an hour, the pills will wear off"
"Talk to me?"
"That I will"
