Diana watched him leave, feeling the entire weight of what was going on fall on her shoulders. She felt tears well up on her eyes, she moved to grab fresh clothing. She grabbed a change of clothes and moved to the shower.
Diana moved the clothing from her body, disposing of all of the clothes. She looked at herself in the mirror before punching it. She didn't want to look at herself. Too pretty. Too perfect. She wiped the glass of her hand taking notice to her hand. Not a scratch. Perfect skin as always. She let out a frustrated sigh before she turned around turning on the shower. She took a silent look at the cracked mirror, there was this pain. So much of this... Pain. She just wanted this to end.
Diana saw the bottle of pain pills that had themselves behind the shattered glass they almost begged her to take them. She didn't know what to do, they stopped pain right? She moved the glass taking the bottle and ripped of the cap. She poured as many pills as she could fit in her hand before dropping the bottle and throwing them in her mouth. She shook her head, feeling the drugs slowly move down her throat. She turned stepping into the shower to clean herself off, this was just all too much.
Diana felt dizzy after about 20 minutes in the shower. She turned off the water, changing into a tee-shirt and shorts. She stumbled out of the bathroom, the world blurred around before she found the carpet on her cheek. She felt so tired and dizzy, but all the pain was gone. All of it was gone... And the world went dark for her.