Shaky hands reached out to take a handful of pill bottles. Tired green eyes staring off at nothing in particular as the weary teen went through the motions of opening the bottles up one by one, and like cue, pouring out two tablets from one bottle, then three from another. And so on.
He had done this so many times before, his eyes practically glazed over, and he no longer needed to even focus on just how much he was supposed to be taking.
After the line of pills were set out in a color-coded order, he turned to grab a glass from the cupboard, and then filled that glass up with water.
Then, one by one, he took the pills. Washing them down and then closing his eyes as he eventually finished and set the glass in the sink.
He ran his hand through his hair at this, but when he had turned around and started closing the bottles back up, his eyes caught sight of something out of his peripheral vision, and he immediately turned to face the doorway to the kitchen.
His eyes widened a bit when he realized it was his brother. Standing and looking at him from across the room.
Mat fiddled with the bottle in his hand at this, and after a moment, his hands began shaking to the point the bottle slipped right out of his hand like a slippery bar of soap. And with a small clank, the bottle hit the ground and pills went scattering across the floor.
“… How… How long have you been standing there?”
Having been so recent since their reunion, Mason was adjusting to having his brother back, sleeping in and sharing a bed with him, he was the happiest he could ever be...
...So it came to no surprise he slept in the first few days...
He woke early this morning because he felt Mat climbing out of bed, gradually stirring to find the space beside him empty. He figured groggily that his brother went to go make them breakfast, but he’d soon find himself wrong on that after he got up and went to look for him.
He finally found him, and what he saw made his blood run cold...
Seeing the wide array of pills spread out on the sink, his brother taking them all, left Mason frozen and speechless, stuck just watching as his brother was trying to take so many. Was he trying to OD? No.. if he was he’d of taken the whole bottle.
But he still was taking a lot of pills, more than he needed...
Seeing Mat’s attention draw to Mason finally snapped him out of it, slowly approaching his wide-eyed sibling and hardly paying mind when the bottle of pills fell, placing his hands on his shoulders, then cupping his face to offer some kind of comfort and make eye contact before wrapping his arms around Mat.
“How long has this been going on?”
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