Broken Glass

A short story , about addiction

The sound of busting class combined with the pain and sudden flush of red that now reflected over and over in the shards of mirror on the floor all this made her laugh like a lunatic one who did not know any better, but she knew better.

The sound and site of her own futile attempt to kill her reflection as if the reflection was what she hated and not the soul behind it.

"Christ, Jolie, What the hell did you do?"

Jen began to wrap a towel over the wound.

"I put my fist through the mirror" laughed Jolie"

" No , Duh, did you fall or what?"

" No, I did it , I mean just blammo,
blood and and guts and shards of glass".

"I'm calling and ambulance!"

" No, Don't call a Friggin , ambulance, I'm fine " .
Jolie , carefully pulled the blood soaked towel away form her hand revealing only small cuts in various non critical sections of her hand.

" Why, Jol?, I swear, to God , you better not be wiggin on me".

"Well, Jen that is a  great question, I don't even think I knew the answer until after I'd already did the damage.
I was really pissed off at myself for a number of things you know, like losing my job and the way I'd just bailed out on David . Did you know that he offered to help out until I found something new?."

" No, Really?"

" Yes, and he was sincere. I just, wanted him out of my life. I was feeling so bad about myself. I did not feel like I deserved someone like David. I've been doing the Coke again, Jen".

" God, Jol, I just assumed that was behind you, but now that you mentioned it I wondered when you lost your job I wondered, I just kept thinking you deserved the benefit of the doubt, I just...

"Don't sweat it. I would have denied it, I came in here to get high Jen. Look at the floor".

The blood and glass was dusted with white powder.

" I looked in the mirror and it was beginning to show, you know, become obvious on the outside what has been going on in the inside, look at me, I'm losing weight, circles under my eyes.
I hit the mirror because it was reflecting something more then my face back to me. I had to laugh Jen , because, well, what the Hell was I thinking?.
I can break every mirror in the world and it still won't make me less an addict and the truth hit me right there in that moment that I had just broke a mirror because it helped me to see inside myself .
"Damn it Jen , I love that mirror".

Jolie begin to laugh. " What I need is more mirrors not less.
I'm going to call David , see if he is still willing to help out, while I get some treatment".

" I hope you mean it. I'm so sorry Jol, I saw it too , I just tried not to , I told myself you were upset about David not getting sleep ,worried about work, told myself the symptoms were the cause".

  " Yes, that's easy to do, I know it is not going to be easy, I'm hoping you will keep your eyes open for me, I'm going to be horrible until it gets better".

Jen put her arms around Jolie, " I'm going to be your mirror, I promise not to break and I promise to always help you to see inside yourself".

" Don"t break Jen , even if I try to make you".

" I won't ." said Jen, but she was not sure.

 

Reviews

[Tim H]

Good story, nice dialogue between good friends, very believable. A couple of spelling errors- The sound of busting class -glass and -blood and and guts and shards of class" -to glass again.

[deeps]

Wow! This is one amazing story
I could actually see this happening.
It's gripping and believable all at the same time.
That is awesome to me.
I even found it cute. Like this alot.