Pulling the plug

She thought about all that had happened in those few months she was in New York, was Alex real?

Serena told her she was probably having some detachment issues due to the act of leaving behind everything that was real to her, all her childhood memories that kept her life in a quiet cloud of nowhere.

But what could she know about her, they knew each other for less than six months, they were only drink buddies met on the job.

After the first week working at the office she was starting to feel a little bit more comfortable and she started accepting invites out from the colleagues, even if she knew they wouldn't have had nothing in common, they were way too old and way too classy for her. Her life was moving again, maybe forward, that she didn't know but she definitely felt a sense of dizziness due to it.

Two months later Serena came around, she was new and Lily thought she had to support her, sparing her the sickness she felt in the stomach while hearing those middle aged couples talking about their children in high school.

So now Serena was in her life, she entered easily and found a good spot to nest and force herself deep into Lily.

Lily didn't know how she felt about her, finally she knew Serena was the reason why she stayed, she helped with her loneliness.

"But what about now? Was the loneliness too strong that is now making its way deep inside of me? Am I gonna become some kind of guinness record for being the loneliest twenty six year old of this era?" she thought.

The water gurgled through the pipes and Lily came back to reality. The bathtub shined with the light of the breaking dawn, she pulled the plug and stayed into the lowering pool of soapy water just as she stayed into her life all those times when all she wanted was pulling the plug.

The vortex started turning faster and the screaming of the pipes got louder surrounding the kitchen area. She felt like water, transparent and dirty used water, sucked in into a vastness of filth.