Syn's Deep In My Blood - Book 2

Accidents Can Happen

"EMILY! You can't... you can't do this to me now." I tapped her cheeks a few desperate times and tried to slow down my own accelerated breathing so I'd be able to hear her heartbeat. "C'mon, babe..." nothing, I couldn't hear a thing, I couldn't find her pulse. I was on the verge of screaming for help when she moved her hand on my back and turned her head slowly to the sides, coming back to life like a miracle.

Oh god, she is back!!

"I can't... I can't breathe." she mumbled through her blue lips, and I kissed her cheek quickly before I rolled out of bed in a jolt and began to dress the first set of clothes I found on my way.

"That's it. I'm taking you to a hospital right now. I won't let you do this." My whole body was shaking in fear as I got dressed as quickly as I could and went back to her side to keep her awake.

"No, Bri, please... I don't wanna go." Her voice was barely audible. "They'll lock me in."

"I won't watch you die!" I fixed her clothes and was ready to get her in my arms when my cellphone buzzed. "Damn it, worst time ever!"

I picked it up from the nightstand and saw Jason's number. Oh god, yeah, maybe he could help me out here.

"Hey, man..."

"Jason, listen up. I need your help here. You must know what to do. You had medical training a few years ago, right?

"Yeah, I..."

"You gotta come here, man. It's Emily." I looked at her, and she had closed her eyes once again. God... "She doesn't wanna go to a hospital. She thinks they will lock her in a mental facility. You gotta help us, man. She stopped breathing for a few minutes. Her lips are blue. She's not eating for days now. I don't know what to do!"

"Shit, she needs oxygen and saline, man. I... okay, give me your address, and I'll bring a few things to help her out, but I can't promise it'll work, alright?"

"Alright, just come!" I gave him the address, and luckily we were only a few minutes away.

Just when I hung up, her eyes started to roll over her head, and her whole body began to contort, her back curved, and her neck tensed a hell of a lot. For Christ's sake, is this... a seizure?

I tried to hold her still so she wouldn't beat her head on the bed, but her body kept convulsing. I prayed as I never did before. I wasn't so used to talking to someone, or something I didn't even know existed or not, but this time only help from above could work out here.

"I'm not fucking losing you today. You hear me!? I'm not!!" I know she was unconscious now, but I had to scream that to get it out of my chest, and so did a few tears.

The episode was happening for too long, and just when I thought I wouldn't have any more strength to keep holding her body, Jason knocked on the door.

"Oh, thank god, come on in!"

"Hey, man, what's... shit, she's worse than I thought." His eyes widened when he came in with a bag in hands and saw me kneeling on the ground with my arms around her legs and holding her neck still. "We should take her to the hospital, man. I'm telling you, she can't withdraw from heroin by herself."

"She told me she could. I... don't know shit about it. I believed her." The spasms finally stopped, and she was only out now but still breathing somehow. "Jason, what should I do? She doesn't wanna go, man."

He checked her breathing and her pulse and licked his lips, looking at me.

"She's completely cold turkey. She's not getting enough oxygen. We can try something out. But if it doesn't work out in the next hour or so, we're taking her, alright?" I nodded, stepping out as he picked up his bag and started to prepare the saline. "She's really dehydrated; this will help her get her senses back."