Tallulah Rayne Perkins (ophicleide) wrote in darker_london, @ 2018-11-27 01:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | jinx, tallulah perkins |
Reunions (Tal, Jinx) [Backdated to sometime in July]
Her first few weeks at RMMH had been awful. There was the initial detox of course, and considering how long she had been strung out on whatever substances she could find, there was so much shit in her body that it took it's sweet time to work it's way out. In the end she had needed medical assistance, since her body was so wasted she could very easily have died just going cold turkey.
Not that Tallulah really minded the thought of dying. At least not in the beginning.
Slowly, however, her body healed itself and she was free to work on her mind and her heart. Those, she found, were going to take far longer than the detox.
She had been living at RMMH for over a month now, and she was looking healthier every day. The shadows had disappeared from under her eyes. Her arms still bore the trackmarks from where she had injected heroin into her body, but she was gaining a little weight and her hair had stopped falling out. She attended therapy twice a day, like a good little patient, because honestly she wanted to get better. She wanted to move past this and actually live.
She wanted to live.
Her room was half decorated with sketches she had made, or pieces of music she had quickly scored and tacked up so she could remember later. She was in the middle of tabulating out another piece when she heard someone come through her door. Assuming it was a nurse doing checks, or coming to get her for therapy, she held up one finger, her long blonde hair hiding her face as she frantically scribbled out the last few notes.