Valerie had type 1 diabetes. She was close to death from high blood sugar. I was calmed down by the doctors and given a lollipop. Then Mrs. Allvan asked if calling any of my friends would help me, her eyes grave and full of worry. I nodded taking a deep breath in through my nose and exhaling through my mouth. I dialed Georgia's number. She answered and with speedy fingers and pressed the button for FaceTime. I was there with doctors surrounding me with a weeping family behind me. I had my mascara running my face red with embarrassment. I couldn't talk. She got Cheryl and both at the same time asked what was wrong. I replied by turning the camera around to show Valerie inside that hospital bed. I didn't talk for the next few minutes. They started crying too (who knew they could get so sensitive when they didn't even know who was inside the bed?). We said bye to one another and hung up. After that I felt like I had tightened the rope between the three of us. I felt comfortable to tell them anything (even though my BFF was basically dead). I felt like I had some new friends who weren't the bullies at my school any more. I called Sam next. Only to find that he requested FaceTime too. I accepted and I once again was speechless.
I suddenly had the guts to speak; again. I excused myself from the hospital room and told him everything. I told him how long I have known Valerie and her family. I told him that she had been diagnosed with type 1 diabetes and how when I got home I called her and told her about how school went...then how she dropped the phone and how I heard her mom scream and yell. I also told him how I called her step dad. After all the sobbing I did he said he had only caught the part about how Valerie and I are BFF'S. I sighed and walked to the side of the bed. I turned the camera around with shaking fingers and showed him the horrible sight of Valerie in her coma state. I heard Sam hang up. A few minutes later a red car pulled up (I was outside crying) and out of the car popped out a familiar figure. It was Sam. He walked over and gave me a hug. My tears disintegrated into nothing. He looking at me with gentle eyes.
I heard the doors open with an uncertain creek. The doctor waited for me to look up. He said softly, through a teary eyed look, "Mrs. Kōbon, umm. Listen your friend, Valerie she uh passed away a few minutes ago," He and I took in a shaky breath at the same time, then he continued, "She got to high of blood sugar and we couldn't get it down. Her mom went mad and crashed through the window. We have no idea where she went. I'm so sorry." He took his glance back to the door. He walked in with Sam and I following. The doctor help opened the door for us and closed it behind, and as soon as I entered the sorrowful scene I pushed my way through Sam and the doctor and ran all the way home, only leaving a trail of tears behind.
