One month. It has been one hell of a month. I laughed to myself, smashing the beer can onto the floor. I looked into the mirror and saw the dried up tears on my cheeks, and the cracked lips. No wonder he didn't fall for me. I smiled, but it's alright, I whispered to myself. There's no need for him to save me, there's no need for him to love me. Because I can find another person, who is just like him. He can save me, he can love me, right? RIGHT?! I punched the mirror and it broke into pieces. My hand bled, but it's fine. I'm so numb from all the alcohol and drugs, that I can't feel pain anymore. The pain from the cuts used to take away some of the pain in my heart. BUT NOW I CANT FEEL IT ANYMORE, I FEEL LIKE IM GOING TO EXPLODE. All these pent up emotions, I just- I just can't handle them anymore. I clutched my head, and rested against the wall. My phone vibrated from the other room. I looked at it and it flashed green. I wiped away my tears and put on some makeup and clothes. Time for my happy pills again. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's a Gruvia AU fanfic :3 Dedicated to one of my bestest friend, Megan, for her obsession with Gruvia (her OTP) Her Wattpad : @megfantabulicious Go check out her book : Summer Hopeful (it's discontinued, but go vote and read so she will continue ❤️) Okay, so Megan said she isn't continuing the book ;-; but the book is still on her profile