The entire bottle. I took every last pill, crying myself to sleep. Knowing it will all be over soon.

“Dont you die on me, Violet! No! Dont you die!” Tate sobs, dragging my barely alive, unconscious body down the hallway.. towards the bathroom.

“Dont you die on me….!” “Violet!”, he sobs.

Sticking his fingers down my throat.. i gag, the pills coming up and consciousness seeping back to me.

He presses kisses of comfort to my head, his face filled with relief as he holds my sobbing body under the shower.