36. Dreamer

With the nightstand littered with multicolored pills and orange prescription bottles, Julia knew Riley was falling apart. Riley was probably turning to her medication for everything that bothered her. Julia didn’t judge because she’d been there. And she knew that it wasn’t something you could explain and advise someone on; it was something you had to figure out on your own.

She found little solace in the fact that at least with everything Riley was throwing into her body, it would probably completely knock her out cold.

What Julia didn’t know though, was that Riley hated it. Hated not being able to have the nightmares that once plagued her. Because she was slowly starting to forget that it was only in her mind-in those dreams and nightmares-that alternate realities existed.

And any alternate reality was better than this one.


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