Hang on Henry

Chapter 13: Try

Ray's POV:
What could I have done differently? I shouldn't have fallen asleep. After I saw the ambulance, I went back to the mancave. I failed. When I got back, I went to tell Schwoz what happened. I saw Schwoz on the couch watching tv.

"Hey Schwoz, I failed him." I sighed. Schwoz looked at me with a confused face.

"What do you mean Ray?" Schwoz asked worried.

"Henry, he's going to the hospital. Sometime when I fell asleep, he escaped. I don't know what happened. I ran to Henry's house to go find him, when I got there, I saw an ambulance in front of his house. He came out in a gurney and he looked dead. I think we lost him." I cried.

"Oh Ray, I'm sure he's okay. He's going to the hospital, the doctors will take care of him there." Schwoz attempted to console me. I decided to text Charlotte and Jasper.

Ray: I have some bad news, Henry is in the hospital. I went to his house and saw him getting put into an ambulance.

Charlotte: What? Is he okay? What happened?

Jasper: Why is he in the hospital?

Ray: I'm not sure, but I'm going to find answers.

I needed to get to Henry.

Henry's POV:
I woke up the next morning in a hospital room. I had an IV in my wrist, a feeding tube in my nose, a heart monitor on my chest, and my wrists were bandaged up. I guess I've been caught. I looked over to my right and saw my mom. She looked right at me with tears in her eyes.

"Henry, I'm so happy you're alive." She broke down in tears. "I didn't know if you were going to make it. The doctor told us if we found you 20 minutes later, that you would've died." She sobbed. My mom reached and grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "Please Henry, never do that again."

"Where's dad?" I asked.

"He's at home with Piper. I told them to go home last night and get some rest. You slept through the whole day when you were brought here." She sighed.

"Does Piper know?" I asked.

"Piper was the first one who found you. She had to use the bathroom and when it wouldn't open up, I grabbed the key." My mom's eyes filled with tears. All I could do was look at her. I was at a loss for words. There was nothing I could say to make this better. The guilt washed over me as I laid there in silence. A few moments later, the doctor came in.

"Mrs. Hart?" The doctor called out into the room.

"Yes." She answered.

"Why don't we talk for a moment." He said. She followed him right outside my hospital room's door. I tried to eavesdrop. "Henry is severely underweight, malnourished, dehydrated, self harming, and after his suicide attempt, our team believes it's in his best interest that he goes to the psychiatric ward. I suggest he stays here for a week at least."

I can't believe what I'm hearing. Staying in the psych ward? I'm not crazy, I just made a mistake.  This feeding tube is going to make me fat. I should have taken more pills.

My mom walked back in the room. She came and sat down in the chair next to my hospital bed. She sighed.

"Hey Hen, you're going to stay here for awhile." She gulped.

"What? No!" I argued.

"Henry, please don't fight with me. I want you to get better. We all do. Please just try." My mom pleaded.

"Okay mom, I'll try." I broke down and sobbed.