𝙰𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞 ➳ [𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 𝙺𝚞𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛]

[𝙰𝙳𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄: 𝚁𝙴𝙻𝙾𝙰𝙳 - 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙴] 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚛: 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐

TW: This chapter will contain themes strongly surrounding pregnancy, depression, self harm, and suicide. If you are not comfortable with pregnancy or depression, please refrain from reading. This chapter is extremely centered around addiction and suicide, if you are not comfortable, please refrain from reading entirely.

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The next thing I remember was waking up in a hospital. There were machines whirring and beeping, nurses occasionally walking by, masks on and papers in hand. Sporadically, I would see a patient being wheeled through the hallway with urgency, one was so bandaged up that I couldn't see his face. At first, the harsh lights made it hard to see, but once I could, I noticed nothing but the blue and white tile walls and a tray with whatever medication they were putting into the IV. Medication. I rummaged through the various vials and bottles. I had to review the labels on each orange plastic tube before finding one that I wanted: Vicodin.

I emptied the few pills from the bottle into my mouth, swallowed, and sat back in my seat. I felt a sweat of anxiety come upon me, so I looked to my right and then my left, finding Leon standing at the door. He had a look of shock on his face. Before I could say anything, he ran out presumably to find a nurse.

I viciously ripped out my IV and stumbled out of bed. I could still feel the pain from the IV being ripped out from my arm, even though I had taken all of the Vicodin. I started knocking vials and bottles off of the table, frantically searching for something else that would work. There was another bottle of Vicodin on the bottom, so I swallowed them all. I tried to walk out of the door, but fell to the ground. My vision was hazy, and I felt the contents of my stomach begin to rise up my throat. I heard the yells of doctors and nurses, but my vision began to turn to black. I felt someone shake me by my shoulders and yell, and I realized it was Leon.

"I'm...s-sorry..." I whispered, and then I couldn't feel anything anymore.

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I woke up in the same hospital bed. I looked to my right, and the cart of medicine was gone. I look to my left, and Leon was asleep, sitting at next to the bed. The room was dark. I reached over to touch him, but my arms and legs were strapped to the bed. My throat was sore and was coated in some sort of slimy substance.

"L-Leon?" I gently called. He bolted awake.

"(Y/N)!" he shouted and sprang up. He hugged me and kissed me all down my face and neck. "I was so worried I was gonna lose you!"

"I'm sorry," I said, a tear falling from my eye.

"No, don't say that," he said, looking into my eyes and wiping the tear from my face, "not right now."

"Leon," I tried to say, my voice hoarse, "I didn't m-mean to hurt you. I n-never wanted to hurt you." Each word was suffocated my sniffles and tears.

"(Y/N)..." he said. I could feel his tears running down my neck as he tried to shield me from looking with his embrace. "I..." He sounded like he was struggling to say what it was he needed to. "I can't say that you didn't hurt me. But...I can't hold that against you. I just...I just wish you would've told me."

"B-But..." I said.

"What?" he asked.

"That would've h-hurt you more," I said. He released me from his embrace and looked at me. I could see the wet spots from where his tears had been. "I did this because I didn't want you to hurt...because...me being here is..." I couldn't finish what I was trying to say. I was sobbing. He pulled me in closer and I cried into his shirt. Once I was able to control myself, he started talking again.