Poison

18) Ash

Brook quickly stood up and ran to the bathroom. I was really worried about him. He wasn't okay today. I ran after him and called his name couple times. He didn't answer. I heard a loud noise. I was scared he slipped and hurt himself. I banged on the door with all the strength I got. My eyes were full of tears and my heart was tearing too. I wiped my face dry and tried to call him again.
My fists hurt but I didn't stop. I hoped that this is just one big miss understanding and he will open the door and smile at me like he always did. I stopped for a second to check my hands. They were bloody and grazed. I turned around and I leaned back to the door. My hands were shaking when I was trying to pull my phone out of my pocket.
I dialled nine one one and waited for an answer. It was unbearable. My lungs stopped working for a second. I gasped for air. My brain started working again but my blood pressure was still too high. I was scared no one is going to pick up when I heard a woman speaking.
"Hi. I am Amanda. What's your problem?"
"Hi. I- I- I think my friend collapsed at the toilet. He is locked there and isn't answering me. I don't know what to do."
"How long is he there?"
"I think for ten minutes."
"I will send ambulance there. Stay on call."
      I heard the key clicking in the lock. There was a small pause and then the handle turned around. He opened the door and looked me into eyes and his brown eyes were sparkling with fear and sickness. I wanted to say something but he closed his eyes and fell to the floor. I knew I screamed but I didn't hear anything. There was blood on his head forming a small puddle.
"What has happened?"
"He- He opened the door and fainted. He hit himself into the head and he is bleeding."
"Don't worry the ambulance is going to be there soon."
"Okay. Thank you."
     I tried to calm down and did something to help him. I got a paper towel and pressed it onto his forehead. It got damp pretty quickly. I was going to the kitchen for more when someone knocked on the door. I dropped the towels next to him and went there.
     I took a few breaths and opened the door. I hoped there isn't a murderer on the other side. I let the rescue workers in and got out of their way. They put him on the gurney and got him out of the house.
     His face was so pale. I ran after them hoping they will let me go to the hospital with them. I thought my heart will jump out of my chest. We were outside and my tears were mixing with the rain. Stupid rain.
They pushed the gurney inside and opened the door for me. I sat by watching them helping him while we rode to the hospital. I actually didn't see them because I didn't see anything. I saw darkness and my mind was on a different place. I couldn't lose him. He was my best friend and the only person that was always here for me. I wouldn't be able to continue to live without him.
  The car stopped and I woke up from the blackout. They pulled him out of the car and pushed him inside the hospital. I was running after them but I couldn't keep up anymore. They were too quick for me. I tried to catch a breath but it wasn't that easy.
    I walked as fast as I could and found them in one of the hospital rooms. I saw them through the window. They were trying to save him as I didn't. This was the one thing I could never forgive myself. How could I not see this. This was so obvious and I annoyed him with my unimportant issues.
I opened the door but they told me to stay outside. I walked up and down the hallway. There was nothing I could do. This was all my fault. I felt everyone's eyes watching me and judging. I finally sat down and waited for the results.
The doctor opened the door with mixed emotions and I got more anxious than before. He saw my fears written on my face.
"Don't worry. He is going to be okay. Do you know where are his parents?"
"I am sorry. I really don't know."
"That's okay. We will try to contact them."
He left after this last sentence leaving the door open. I walked in finally seeing Brook properly. His hand was connected to a bag with blood with a needle. His eyes were closed looking like they won't never open again. He wasn't that pale like before but still didn't look healthy. My guilt was upgrading into absolute hate for myself. I was so blind.
I sat on a chair that stood right next to the bed. I was slightly crying and crushing his hand. I stared at him hoping that he will wake up and smile at me like he always did but he didn't.
      I looked out of the window the sun was shining with its last ray of sunshine. The sunset was beautiful but the agony of this moment really ruined it. Sometimes
I wondered if being the Sun would be a better then live like this. Everyone look for you when you're not around and wish to see you every day. You just shine and show everyone your perfect side. No one cares for the ugly because they can't see it. They love you only for your good side. Maybe it isn't that good how it seems. People should like you for the bad and good not only for the bright and shiny. That closed my argument about how perfect would be to be the Sun because it wouldn't be perfect at all.
The visiting hours are ending soon enough to let my brain try to come up with a plan to hide somewhere but it wasn't successful. I am checking the time when my phone rang. It was from unknown number. I couldn't convince myself to pick it up. My fingers shook and my mind was struggling.
    I pressed the button and put my phone to my ear. I didn't hear anything for a second. It was Alex. He wanted to know everything about what happened and I described it as best as I could. It wasn't easy.