She had gotten up from her bed and I turned to look at her.
"Where u going?"
She told me she was going to the bathroom. So I sat up and waited for her to come back. It had been around 5minites when I began to got worried. She was still in there. 10minutes passed and she was still in there. I had to check on her. I turned the handle and opened the door. She lay there lifeless. My heart shattered. I began screaming 'SOMEBODY CALL AN AMBULANCE' after 10minutes I heard the sirens and people had gathered around to help. I had gripped onto her hand trying to talk to her. Keep her conscious. Her eyes just kept rolling. Her big bright brown eyes. The paramedics rushed in and carried her to ambulance I didn't let go of her hand. I couldn't. This wasn't gonna happen. She wasn't gonna die. She can't die. I held her hand throught the 3 days she was there I haven't let go since and I haven't slept. I can't. If she dies... I don't know what I'll do..
I began to feel movement under the covers she was awakening
"Where am I?" She whispered
"You're in the hospital katy." I replied. She turned and looked at me I told her why she was here I explained her overdose. She looked like she was about to cry. But in that moment they knocked her out again.
