Death Hotline [AweSamPonk]

Chapter One ¤

"Hello, [redacted] suicide hotline, Ponk speaking."

*Complete silence*

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

*Complete silence*

"H-Hello...?"

(Whispered) "I-I think I'm going to kill myself..."

*A short, shocked silence* "Oh, hun... Please don't say that... What's your name?"

*Muffled sobs and hiccups can be heard*

"Hello? Are you still there?"

"S-Sam... call me... Sam..."

"Ok, Sam... Where are you? Are you in your house, in your room? Alone? With family downstairs?"

"Alone... In my room... [redacted address]... Please help me..."

"Sam, I just need you to stay on the line with me. Can you take a few deep breaths to try and calm down for me? It's a bit hard to understand you when you're crying..."

*A few deep, slow, yet shaky, breaths can be heard, followed by a few sniffs*

"Are there any harmful objects in the room? If so, could you please remove them from the room to keep you safe? I don't want anything to happen to you, Sam."

*a quiet 'mhmm' is heard, and then items being moved around. After a short pause, a soft voice is heard.* "O-ok... I'm done..."

"Good. Can you give me a reason or two as to why you would like to kill yourself? I don't mean to pry, I just want to help you out the best I can."

"Alone... I'm alone... nobody likes me... everyone left... What's the point of living if no one cares about you? What's the point if you're all alone and no one would go looking if you d-disappeared?"

"Oh, Sam... I care about you. I bet you are loved by so many people and you just don't realize it. Can you tell me a bit about yourself?"

"A-About myself...?"

"Yes, Sam. About yourself."

"Uh-uhm... I'm [redacted] years old, a-and have lived in [redacted] m-my entire life..." *Deep inhale* "I live alone... with my dog... Fran... she makes me feel ok... keeps me h-here.... b-b-but n-now-" *Sharp, shaky inhale, followed by strained sobs* "sh-sh-she-she's g-gone...!" *Louder sobs can be heard, along with sharp, high pitched inhales*

"Oh, Sam... I'm so sorry... I bet she loved her time with you... You seem like a very good person, like someone I would like to be around, feel safe with."

*The sobs die down some and deep breaths are heard* "R-really? D-Do you think she's h-h-happier up there...? Without m-me...?"

*Soft sigh* "Sam, I don't /think/ she's happy up there, I /know/ she's happy. Maybe not necessarily without you, but you need to remember that her family members or other people she loves may be up there too, so she's happy to be with them again. But I am certain she misses you."

*Shaky inhale* "Th-thank you... I-I know I'm grabbing at branches h-here... but... Could I possibly tell you something?"

"Of course, Sam. I'm all ears. Would you like me to help discuss what you tell me, or would you rather me not mention it at all?"

"Talk m-me through it... please..."

"Alright. I'm here whenever you're ready."

*A few deep, shaky inhales are heard* "I-I've been hearing v-voices... They t-tell me to do bad things... I d-didn't want to l-listen, I really didn't... But I did once... When I d-did... I felt... wrong... Like I wasn't me... I was sick... Mentally and ph-physically sick... I killed a man... Or a-at least I think I did... It was gone- the b-body was gone when I felt better... So I don't know... B-but then I felt worse... I was starved, al-lone... I was so s-sick and starved I ate myself... M-my arms are c-covered in scars... I now bite them when anx-anxious... I don't know what's real or fake anymore...! P-pl-please... help me..." *Shaky breathing is heard once more*

"Oh my gosh... That's a lot... You know, I'm not supposed to do this, but I'm going to give you my personal number. I know I'm well trained in my field and all, but I'm also wrapping up going to medical school, I think I can help you more. Could you please grab a pen and paper to write down my number, Sam?"

*A weak 'mhmm' is heard. And after a few moments, a quiet inhale* "Ok... I h-have it..."

"Ok, my number is..." *There's a short pause* "[RED-AC-TED]. Let me know if you got that."

"Got it..."

"Ok, hun. Could you call me on that number in a few hours? I'm in the same city as you, and my shift ends at 5:30."

"Ok..."

"Please hang in there for me, Sam. I don't want you doing anything drastic... If you have any other bad thoughts, call me sooner, alright?"

"Alright, P-Ponk... Bye..."

"Goodbye, Sam... I'll talk to you later!"

*A light click is heard and the dial tone returns to the phone*