Chapter 16

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Jessica's POV
I wake up because I hear a whimpering noise. I sit up and stay silent so I could tell where the noise was coming from. It sounded like it was coming from the bathroom. I reached my arm over to Sarah, trying to wake her, but no one was there. "Shit" I whisper to myself, it must be Sarah crying. I walk at a quick pace to the bathroom and I open the door, only to reveal Sarah hugging her knees covered in blood. I shot down to the floor, and grabbed her face. Her eyes were red and blotchy and her face was wet with tears. I looked down at her arms, and blood was gushing out from her wrists. "Fuck!" I shout and I jump to my feet and run to the bedroom to call an ambulance.
"911 whats your emergency" the woman on the other end asks "my...my girlfriend she's slit her wrists please send an ambulance" I say with a panicky tone "name and address please"
Once I've given her the details I run back to the bathroom, and wrap Sarah's wrists up in a towel and put pressure on both of them trying to stop the bleeding. "Your going to be find baby...your going to be fine" I comfort her, holding back the tears, trying to be strong for her sake.
Ten minutes later, I hear a knock on the door. I run downstairs in my robe and open the door to three paramedics. "She's upstairs in the bathroom" I say and they rush past me with a stretcher. I wait for them to come back downstairs. "I'll come in the car behind you" I say rushing out behind them.

Once we arrive at the hospital, I get out and follow them through the corridor. We get into a room, and doctors immediately hook Sarah up to machines and whatnot. A nurse escorts me out of the room. I don't object, as I just want the doctors to save her, I didn't want to cause any commotion to prevent her only chance of survival. I sit down in the waiting room, pacing up and down. "God Sarah, please don't leave me" I whisper to myself, quiet enough so nobody could hear me. About thirty minutes later, a doctor comes out of the room and approaches me. "Miss Lange?" He asks

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