Chapter 25

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I had given myself hell for the past weeks trying to overdose on drugs. It worked. I was lying on the floor, trying to gasp for air.

~Zacky's POV~

"Babe?" I called out.

No answer. Her car was here, where could she be? I looked in the bedroom and she wasn't there, she wasn't in the pool, I looked in the bathroom, I fucking hated what I saw.

"VALERIE." I yelled, picking her up.

I put her in the car, speeding to the hospital.

"Someone please help me!" I yelled out.

Nurses came out, taking Valerie in a wheely bed thing as I sat in the lobby. I didn't know what to do. I definitely needed to call Matt first.

"Hey what's up Z?" Matt answered.

"Valerie overdosed." I said.

"What? How?" He asked.

"I should've known since the day she was crying she wanted to hurt herself. I should've known Matt." I said.

"I'm on my way." He said.

I hung up, crying for the first time in awhile. I wanted her to be ok. I just needed her.

~Valerie's POV~

I suddenly woke up, hands were all over me.

"Valerie Bakers? Can you hear me?" A doctor said.

I nodded my head, I forgot what happened until it hit me.

"Sweetie you overdosed on heroine." She said.

"Am I gonna be ok?" I asked.

"Yes, we're gonna put you to sleep to get the drugs out." She said.

Just then other doctors put a machine on my face and I fell right asleep.

~Zacky's POV~

"Zachary Bakers?" A lady asked.

"Yeah that's me." I said.

"Hi. We got all the bad fluids out of Valerie. She's awake right now and she's really confused." She said.

"Can I go see her? What's gonna happen?" I asked.

"Well, she said she tried committing suicide so we're gonna have to put her in a special hospital for a month." She said.

"Okay." I said, nodding.

"You can go see her now." She said.

I nodded, going to her room. She was on her bed, crying.

"Valerie?" I said.

"Zacky.." She said, crying even more.

"Hey it's okay. I'm here." I said.

"I'm so sorry." She whispered.

"It's okay, tell me next time baby. I'm here with you." I said, kissing her hand.

I was always by her side, even when she was hurting. I felt as if some of this was my fault. I loved her so much and I couldn't stand to lose her.

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