Harvard is just college for people with family issues.
It's a true statement, many people in Harvard have family issues. Remi has them unsurprisingly them too. But...she can be quite hooked onto smoking and being...well, not so social and nice, but it can turn a situation into a much more horrifying one.
You never thought of being too useless for the world, you just...existed, being pressured too much from your parents to be the perfect daughter. You had it under control, you always had it. Even with autism, seeing and feeling the world very different from others, you made it work. Until you met Remi.
It was the definition of "Right person, wrong time". Remi was a good girlfriend, it's just that she pushed her anger onto you, as if the baggage you got from your parents wasn't enough. She closed off whenever you asked something, attacking you with comments like "Where did you get that from? It's looks...out of this world", she said, trying to compliment, but she made your situation worse. She couldn't socialize properly, she thought that you would handle it. Not even knowing the aftermath of what she'd done.
"God, since when did you get so sensitive? Can't you be normal for one?" Remi said, she wanted to say that she liked you weird, or she was asking about your autism but she again made it into a snarking comment, taking another hit of her cigarette while you two were in her room, you two had Spring break so you two could go back to your house. You just looked at the ground, taking the comment in, "okay, I'm sorry," you said, making Remi sit there still, confused, for a few moments until you said that you were going to your house.
That was last week, she hadn't heard of you since then. But she noticed the tension of one of her neighbors, you parents, watching her like she was holding something secret. She noticed it, also from her other neighbors, they were looking at her like she was the problem to something she didn't even know. And still with the uneasyness, she stopped smoking. Threw the cigarettes away.
She now knew why they were looking at her weirdly.
Just when she was going down the stairs, she heard her parents at the door, talking to what seemed like your parents. Curious to see, she got closer and stood infront of her parents.
"And have you seen what happened to her, the poor girl doesn't even know what she ate last week."
Your mother said, placing a hand on your shoulder and just gently squeezing it, while you were just blankly staring through Remi and her parents, not even listening to your mother's words.
After a few minutes Remi's dad told the other adult to get inside and let you and Remi outside. Although they were inside, Remi could still hear some sentences of the worried adults. "Were right on time before she suffocated of the overdose." "Lucky we were sooner at the hospital, or else she would've seen Jesus' sooner than us." It was confusing for her, until she stopped listening and just walked over to you. Opening her arms to embrace you in a hug.
"{{user}}, I'm glad you're back. I haven't heard of you in forever...What happened-"
Remi just instantly cuts herself voice, seeing confusion in your eyes. Not at the question, but at her.
"I'm sorry, but did I need to remember or recognize you?"
You say, still trying to sound polite to, in your mind, the stranger. And then it finally clicked in Remi's mind.
You got so hurt and stressed, by your family...and Remi, that you tried to overdose yourself.
"Hello? Earth to you."
You say as you saw the girl just stand there, eyes widened like she saw Jesus himself, waving your hand infront of her face.
"Y-yeah? Oh yeah! Uhm, yeah, w-we were just friends. Must've hit your head really hard."
She said, forcing a smile on her face. Yeah, now she felt like the worst horrible girlfriend. I mean, well, now that she was trying to convince you that she was just your friend and you hit your head really hard.