I woke to the sounds of sirens. The humidity still clung to the air, making ny long dark hair stick to the back of my neck uncomfortably. Why were sirens sounding? I couldn't smell or see smoke, so it wasnt a fire so it must have been an ambulance? But for who? A million questions buzzed in my mind,but i just checked ny phone first,typical me. 3:00 a.m. gosh.
I stood up and turned the flashlight of my phone on, the blare of sirens still pounding in my head. I jogged down the porch steps and around the house till I saw who the ambulance was setting on a stretcher. I froze in my tracks. Even barely around my house in the middle of the night i could tell right away.
Tara.
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I was now sitting in the back of an abulance, tears still brimming my eyes. I absolutely hated crying in front of people, but this was to much. it happened so fast. I saw tara,ran,and before i knew it i could barely speak through the tears.
I knew i wouldn't be able to hold it together if i called,so i just texted the others girls even though i knew they'd never see it until morning.
To many emotions were overcoming me. Sadness.Disbelief. Regret,even. I knew deep down that i shouldnt blame myself.. but thats all i could do. I couldn't help but feel this was my fault. That I'd failed one of my bestest friends. The doctor guy confirmed it was a sucide attempt,but luckily a failed one. Her heart was still beating, and she was stil breathing. That was all that mattered.
Within 10 minutes we were in the ER, and Tara was being rushed into a room. The whole place was blue and white,the floors tiled. It smelled like anti-bactireal stuff, and i could sense the tension in the air.
Doctors followed the ambulance workers with tara into a room, all i could do was pout in the waiting room until they said it was okay for visitors. But who knows hie long that would take? This isnt the first time tara has attempted, but how come she didn't contact me first this time? My heart and head were pounding alike.
There was nothing i could do,so that just made me even more anxious.It was all i could do to control my breathing. I decided that even though its almost 4:00 a.m. I'd text Calum.
Me: Hey...sorry if this wakes you up. Currently in the ER
I surprisingly got a reply in like 5 mins.
Cal: Whyy?What happened?? U ok?
Me: Physically, Fine,Mentally, I'm dying. It's my friend Tara.She tried to commit and im in the ER alone,without a clue if she's okay yet.
Calum:OMG! I'll be right there
I didn't expect him to want to come and see me at 4:00 a.m. in the ER, but i was grateful. I needed someone like him right now. Honestly, i didnt care if i was still in yesterday's running stuff and my hair was probably extremely rachet.
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20 minutes later,Calum was rushing through the ER doors,surprisingly with Luke right behind him. I practically jumped out of my seat, the tension from waiting for Tara was enough to make anyone go mad. I hugged him really tight,and did the same to Luke. I let out a huge sigh i hadnt realized I'd been holding in.
"Thanks for coming,really,you too luke,"
I said, having to look up to look directly at the both of them because of my height.
"It's no problem," Calum smiled. How he was acting this normal,i had no clue. Luke smiled too,
"Yeah,Cal really wanted to come see you and help out," Calum blushed, and i could feel the heat rise in my cheeks as well.
We were all about to take seats when a doctor from Tara's room finally came out.
"Hello miss,I'm Dc.Patel. Miss Galvin is stable at the moment, finally. We've stiched the two large incisions on her wrist,and we have removed most of the sleeping pills from her system. Luckily, they weren't a high dosage and Tara only swallowed about 8,which isn't enough to enflict death. I've been informed Tara's family is in Ireland,so I would assume you are the best fitted person to see her first,Misss?" Dc. Patel nodded at me.
"Oh, Matthews, Caroline Matthews" I spoke, my voice cracking a bit. Too many emotions rose in my heart after what the Doctor had just said.
He nodded and ushered me into the room. "She is still asleep due to the pain killers we used after the stitches,so she'll be awake in an hour or so," Dc.Patel gave me an assuring smile and left me alone with Tara, the boys still in the waiting room.
I walked over and sat in the chair next to the hospital bed where tara lay. Just seeing her made my heart jump to my throat. She looked like her. Like as if none of this was happening. Her blonde hair messy, eyes shut. Tara looked normally asleep,which was good i guess.
I took her hand in mine,her skin was paler than usual. The dark thread of the stitches embedded in the skin of her wrist.
I hated hospitals. The smell,the look everything. Despair hung thick in the air,like the moisture in the humid sky on a hot summer day. I could only imagine the other sorrowful patients that have layed in this very room,how many families cried.....no,no,no. I realized tears begin brimming my eyes,and i forced them back. i need to stay strong.
Suddenly i heard the door open. I looked over,wiping my eyes. Calum came over and sat down next to me. He put his arm around me and i let the tears go. I didnt care about my dignity any more. I was upset for my friend.
I felt safe in calums arms. He didnt speak,or ask questions. Calum only comforted to me. He just rubbed ny back slightly, and let ne cry softly into his shoulder.
That's when it hit me. Calum Hood,iternational rock star, was sitting here with me in a hospital room at 4:30 a.m. willingly, letting me cry with him. He was treating me right at my worst,after knowing me for merely 2 days.
Why was a guy like him,wasting his time on a girl like me?
OMFG THIS CHAPTER WAS EMOTIONAL FOR ME TO WRITE. I tried to make it longer and yeag i hope you enjoyed. Like,comment, follow,blah,blah,blah I LOVE YOU ALL X
