The Backstory of Nick O'Sullivan (WIP)

Chapter 2 - The First Shift

(...) Until I suddenly woke up with a scream as my alarm went of. It was already 6:45AM and today was my first shift. I was traumatized and scared. I felt my soul leave my body again and I tried to relax but it was no use. I started hyperventilating and it got extreme to that point where I felt light headed. Boy oh boy this isn't good at all. I still remember it all when this happened actually. It got so bad I was afraid to ask for help but I had to call EMS to take care of me. When I dialed 911 and asked to have an ambulance and a paramedic I told them that I was hyperventilating and I had issues breathing.  I was sitting on the floor, trying to catch my breath again but that wasn't working at all. I kept feeling more light headed hyperventilating the second. My vision started to become worse and worse till the point where I just saw darkness.

I tried to open my eyes but I wasn't able to move at all. I had passed out and I could hear the sirens very faint in the background and a voice saying "Stay with me. It's gonna be ok." I didn't know what was going on. I tried to open my eyes but they felt so heavy as if they were shut down with stones. I kept on trying and trying but the more I tried the closer I got to opening my eyes. I could sense and slowly feel something that was placed around my face. It was a O2 mask to help me breathe and come back. I looked around and saw 2 concerned looks from the paramedics, and 4 other security guards just stared down at me with tears in their eyes. I tried to sit up but I was shaking and unable to properly sit up without help. I tried to remember what happened and when I did, j just said:
"How can such a small thing escalate to this?"
One for the medics only said with a slight smile:
"You never know. Your emotions took advantage of your body. You shouldn't be afraid to ask for help."
That sentence made me jump a bit. How did they know I was afraid to ask for help? Is it a coincidence? Am I that easy to read?

I asked the medics if I was doing just fine right now to start my shift. Both of them looked each other in the eyes and one of them just said with a concerned look:
"Look. I know you're not stable on your feet to go to work, but we trust you that you'll be fine. In fact you can talk to both of us."
He looked at me and gave me a wink. I wasn't sure what to think or feel. But I felt different than before. I felt like my body was heating up and my heart began beating fast. Is this the feeling of love? Is this normal? Do I like them?

I gave them my badge number, said thank you and jumped in my car and went to work to start my very first shift. I was exited and actually feeling confident for once. I remember this one call as it's how I met my partner. I was all the way in the County just doing my job until I saw another security guard's car on the side of the water and their boat just floating out. I couldn't see anyone on there at all, so I took a closer look and from what it seems the driver had fallen off the boat as was sinking. I was so scared but I wanted to help him. I didn't even bother to take off my uniform. I threw down my duty belt and radio and just jumped in the water and swam to him. I could see him slowly going down deeper.

═══════A few deep breaths later ═══════

I was worried but I took all my strength together and took a deep breath and dove down to him. I made sure I grabbed him properly and dragged him to the surface and onto his boat. I checked his airways and he was barely breathing. I took the steering wheel and turned the motor on and drove as quick as the boat goes to the shore. I grabbed him and carried him outside.