Blackmailed ( Martin Garrix Fanfiction )

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Martin's P.O.V

I looked back at Mel, passed out in the backseat of my car and thought about what could have possibly happened.
I've been thinking about it ever since I saw her lying on the floor and it's driving me insane. I came to the conclusion that there was some type of drug inside the blue cups. I normally wouldn't have made a big deal out of the cup thing, but the fact that her cup was still full meant something. I left her for a maximum of 15 minutes, she couldn't have drunk enough to make her pass out.
It doesn't make any sense.

They only had red cups, and she's the only one I saw with a blue cup.
It might have nothing to do with it, maybe she just passed out because she was exhausted or something, but something tells me that she was drugged. I'm guessing she would've texted me if something was wrong, which she didn't.

I keep trying to convince myself that she went in the bathroom for normal purposes, but I'm actually fucking scared she was trying to keep something or someone out.

I hear too many stories on girls being drugged and then raped.

I suddenly became angrier by the second, not only at myself for leaving her alone, but at the possibility of someone trying to rape her or drug her.

Fuck.

I parked my car beside the hospital and opened the door, quickly getting out.

I opened the door leading to the backseat and picked her up bridal style, as her long wavy hair hung loose. She was pale, too pale and her lips were even more blue than before. She was breathing silently, and unless you heard it, you could think she was dead.

But despite all of this, she was still one of the prettiest girls I had ever seen.

Now is not the time.

I carried her up to the front door and tried my best to open it without dropping her. Some nurses immediately saw me and rushed to where I was, asking me a bunch of questions.

I was so out of focus, I didn't know what was going on and as Mel was being lied down on a strecher, I slowly started panicking.

Nurses were surrounding me, asking me questions and receiving one word answers.

I didn't know what was happening to Mel, and that was killing me.

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Melody's P.O.V

I slowly opened my eyelids, a weird feeling in my stomach. I felt like I was about to throw up, and my head was spinning.

My mind was a blank, something was missing. The last thing I remember is trying on a slutty dress with Em.

What happened?

I looked around the white room and I started panicking as I slowly realized that I was in an hospital.
What on Earth was I doing in an hospital?

I couldn't move, it felt like I was suffocating and I didn't know what was going on.

I was about to scream when I saw Martin sleeping right next to the hospital bed I was in.

It calmed me.

"M-Martin?" I spoke, my voice low and weak.

His eyes slowly opened and he rushed to my bed, hovering me.
"Mel," He said, seeming relieved.

"Why am I here?"

"You were drugged, it showed up on your test results. It's a drug we've never heard of, but as you can tell, it's pretty strong,"