Secrets, Lies, and Deception

Chapter 22: Overdoses and Ultimatums

"Mom!!!" I screamed.

I shook her body in despair seeing her pale.

"SOMEBODY HELP!!!" I shouted loudly hoping someone could hear me in the middle of the night.

The door opened wide and I saw Mrs. Gibbs was confused.

"Mrs. Gibbs!! I need help," I said, crying and panicking.

"Oh, dear God!" she exclaimed the moment she approached us.

"I--I came home and... and..."

"Did you call the hospital?" she asked while putting two fingers on her neck.

"What?" I asked. I can't seem to process what she was saying because I was deeply panicking.

"Did you call the hospital?" she repeated.

"No. No, I haven't," I replied.

"Then call them now!" she said urgently.

"Y-yes. Right. Call. uhhmm.. the hospital," I said stammering. The phone fell off the first time I took it from my bag. My hands were shaking. I couldn't control it.

I took a deep breath and then called for an ambulance. They asked me for details of the situation. I was trying my best to calm down because the person on the other line couldn't get anything from me. My mind went blank and I couldn't get a hold of myself.

I could still feel my hands shaking. The last time I ever felt something like this was exactly a year ago. I called Nate because I was feeling like a mess. I don't understand a thing. I can't think straight.

Mrs. Gibbs, Mom, and I arrived at the hospital around 11:30 in the evening. As soon as we arrived, there were also a lot of evening emergencies rushing in. I was just really grateful that we were accommodated immediately because I really have no idea what to do. We were told to wait and that they will do their best to save her.

Mrs. Gibbs and I were sitting at one end of the room. I kept on fidgeting my hands. I can't make myself calm. Mrs. Gibbs was patting me and telling me that everything will be fine. She even told me to just pray and believe that an Almighty being will help us. Fuck that, he didn't even help me last year, what's different now? I feel so helpless and weak. I hate feeling this way.

"Luna!" someone shouted then I saw Nate who was standing by the entrance of the emergency room. He was wearing his oversized gray hoodie, black shorts, and flip-flops. I guess he was ready for bed when I called.

"Nate! Over here," I shouted. He saw me and came running towards me.

"What happened? Are you okay?" he asked while checking up on me.

"I... I'm scared," I defeatedly admitted to him. I cried as soon as he hugged me to comfort me.

We waited for what felt like hours of waiting. Finally, I saw a doctor coming over to us.

"Family or relative of Ms. Selene Harper?" the doctor said.

"Here," I answered. We stood up ready to listen to whatever he is supposed to report to us.

"Are you her daughter?" she asked. I nodded in reply. "I see. Your mother is actually stable now. If you haven't rushed her here, we could've hit a lot of complications, and worst it would have led to death. But she's fine now. We have given her an antidote, but she's not regaining consciousness. We will have to admit her to the ICU for close monitoring," the doctor said.

"But... She's fine, right? She'll live?" I asked the doctor and when I did that, I was gripping Nate's hand really hard for I was anxious to know if she'll live through it or not.