Foolishly in Love

Chapter 1 - Don't scare me like that.

        Once again, I find myself on the bathroom floor, this scene is all too familiar to me. Consumed by so many thoughts but all I can think about is-

"Rodney? RODNEY, baby please talk to me!" I say holding his limp body in my arms.

I heard a loud thud when he was in the bathroom and when I came in he was on the floor, unconscious.

He was clear and his veins were bulging out everywhere compared to his usual rosy red skin.

"Rodney!" I yell cupping his face in my hands

His mouth begins to foam, his eyes roll back into his skull and he begins to shake vigorously.

"Oh my god! RODNEY! PLEASE!"

"Everyone out the way!" The paramedics run in and push me and everyone else that congregated near the bathroom out the way.

I stood there watching them inject something into him and begin resuscitation.

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"CPR isn't working, he's going into cardiac arrest." I overhear.

The world around me went silent, it felt like I and everything around me was moving in slow motion. Next thing I knew Rodney was on a stretcher being carried out the front door of the party.

I ran after them out to the street.

"What's wrong with him? Is he gonna be okay? Can I join him, I'm his girlfriend!" I frantically ask as they put him in the back of the ambulance.

"Ma'am you'll have to find an alternative way of transportation, he's currently going through respiratory failure. This is a life threatening situation we're dealing with." A paramedic says closing the doors on me.

They sound their alarm and zoom out of here. I watch as the truck gets smaller going further and further into the distance.

Everyone begins to walk out the house towards me.

"Yeo! Rodney couldn't hang for shit!" Yashem says walking over crossing his arms over his head and chuckling to himself.

"What do you mean "can't hang"? Do you not see what the fuck happened?" I say looking at him in disbelief.

"Yea, I see that Rodney can't keep up with me and the big boys" He boasted.

Him saying that just made my blood boil. How could he say that knowing his friends current condition.

"What did he take?" I asked desperately.

"Just a few oxy and a couple of beers, I did too but you don't see me in the back of a-"

"You guys did Oxy? Oxy fucking codone? Do you guys have a death wish? Like are you that fucking stupid Yashem? Like seriously?" I shouted getting closer to him.

"It's not like it's his first time doing it, I didn't think he was gonna turn around and OD on me Lara. So stop trying make me feel worst." He spits back at me.

It's not his first time? Since when did Rodney start taking heavy drugs? I don't even know what to feel right now.

I look over to the house and by this point everyone's just standing there watching us.

"I don't have time for this, my boyfriend, YOUR BEST FRIEND, is unresponsive and probably on his last breath as we speak in the back of that ambulance, so I have to go. Because apparently I'm the only one here that gives a damn!" I yell looking at everyone.

These fake ass mother fuckers stayed silent and just... stood there, staring, judging.

"This is unbelievable."

I push through Yashem and start running to my car.

This can't be happening to me right now, Rodney is the only family I have out here. I can't lose him.