𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 [𝐇.𝐒] vol.2

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When I can't be by your side
It makes me cry

And wonder how long can I go
Without having you in my sight

Will I be alright?
Will I just die tonight?

darling- christian leave

TW// MENTIONS OF DEATH, SUICIDE, BLOOD, ABUSE, DOMESTIC ABUSIVE, HARMING OF CHILDREN, KNIVES, CUTS, DRUGS, NEEDLE AND MURDER.

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"hold her down!" The woman in blue screamed as I cried for help but June wasn't next to me anymore.

I screamed when I felt a needle in my arm poking and poking me, why was I seeing red and why was my head hurting so much.

What did I do again....everything felt so fuzzy...

"JASON!" I screamed pulling my hand away from the man crying when he grabbed it to hard. I didn't like it.

"Hold her still or she'll pop her stiches- Watch her legs!" 

I felt needling poking everywhere in my body which only made the people holding me down yell and place something over my nose as they held my head down. A light went in my eyes but I could barely see it. 

To many hands were on me as I felt being tugged and pulled at, but the needles in my arms were to painful.

I just wanted it to stop. 

I felt my body tremble as my eyes rolled back in my head as everything felt painful.

"GRAB A CRASH CART! SHE'S SEIZING!" 

"Charlie" I looked away from the entrance of the hospital towards Jack who seemed to have a permanent worried look. 

I had the small inhaler in my hand ready when my lungs suddenly feeling like they don't want to work just like it did in the car moments before. 

"I'm fine..." I mumbled pressing my hands further into my coat hating that the air even in the afternoon was cold.

I could barely feel my fingers anymore. 

"How do you want to do this? I mean don't think we can just go inside and just search for medical records" I lifted my eyebrow watching the ideas run through Jack's eyes and I regret asking that. 

Jack's ideas was worse than anything else, I rather tackle the pope at the Vatican with screaming the lyrics of the backstreet boys than do what ever bad idea the cracked up puppy was thinking of.

"I mean...we can" He gave me those dangerous eyes with stupidity behind them. 

I gave him a deadpanned look "We are not going to hold them at gun point Jack, there are dying people in there"

Jack didn't like my answer huffing and puffing small comments as I ignored them especially when he said if he actually shot someone they were in a hospital already.

"Kill joy" 

"You know you'd end up being the one in stiches right?" I laughed rolling my eyes at his child like behaviour.