Jim
Everything all happened so fast. Tilly's body fell limp on the bed, her breath becoming quickly hitched at a stop. Tears falling over my skin and onto hers. Panic taking over my body. Because no. This can't be happening. This has to be some stupid dream. I need to get out of it. Need to wake up. My body violently jolted as I sobbed, waiting for the paramedics to get here, to tell me she's alive and that she'll be alright. She'll live. I know she will. She's strong. Like a little fighter jet.
In an instant, the ambulance was here and the paramedics were loading her onto a stretcher like a fucking rag-doll. I wanted to scream at them.
'BE CAREFUL'
'SHE'S ALIVE NOT DEAD'
I kept quiet in the corner though, watching silently. I felt my voice coming out of my mouth, explaining what had happened. I didn't feel myself in my body. I was looking on.
I went through the motions of rushing down the steps following them out to the ambulance; riding inside with her, my hand clasped tightly in hers, the sirens wailing out; following them into the hospital, rushed; eyes full of torment as they placed pads all over her, jolting her body with shocks, attempting to bring her back to life. I rested my head against the door as doctors rushed in from left, right and centre. My mind was uncontrollably screaming at me how this was my fault. And if she's dead, then God help me I will murder the guy who gave us that fucking heroin.
Like a flash of lightening, a doctor approached the door, closing it in my face. A look of seriousness on his face.
"Sorry kid, you gotta get out of here".
I sank to my knees outside of the door, doctors and nurses walking past, nobody even noticing me. I suppose this was something they saw everyday though. I curled my knees in front of me and held my head in my hands, pulling my fingers through my now greasy hair. Something that was meant to be a bit of fun had now turned into a disaster. I felt a strained laugh leave my body alongside a sob. I didn't even give her that much. What was in that heroin?!? I'm doing fine, so why isn't she. The whole time my heart throbbed in my chest, aching. Quietly, I let out fat tears of regret. My body was being torn in two. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. Oh Tilly.
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