MY WAY - LIMP BIZKIT
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"DMC, we have a girl, mid teens found alone and unresponsive!" The doctors called out, glancing at Mandy while two nurses held bandages and rags over her wrists. "Possible suicide attempt, wrists cut and her pulse at 60 and thready, uh, BP over 90, patient is pale and losing a lot of blood!"
I watched as they took her away, just standing there, Bill and I covered in her blood and squeezing my brother's forearm. I couldn't think, and once they started asking me questions, Bill had to physically tell them to back off.
My hand went to my pocket, pulling out Mandy's phone and squeezing it considerably.
"I'm gonna go call Mario." I muttered under my breath, stepping away and heading outside.
This was the worst night of my life.
I pressed on Mario's contact, waiting by the doors until he picked up.
"What's up, Mandy?" He sighed quietly. "It's Tom. Mandy just tried to kill herself." I said, glancing back at the ambulance beside me, getting out somebody. "We're at the hospital."
Mario went completely silent and then just hung up. I shook my head, breathing out quietly as I sat down on the curb with my head in my hands.
I got a few stares, looks, and some people were murmuring. Once I figured that out, I pulled my hood over my head and watched Bill come out.
"I don't know what went wrong, Bill?"
I looked up at him, almost stammering."Her brother's dead, Tom. The rest of her family are complete assholes." He said quietly, grabbing my hand and pulling me up. "Come on. We've gotta go before someone thinks it'll be funny to call the paparazzi." He mumbled.
I stood, grabbing my car keys and heading over to my car. Bill got in, and then so did I before I pushed the key into the ignition and proceeded to drive out of the parking lot.
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Once we got home, it was already early in the morning.
I slowly got down, cleaning up the blood with Bill quietly. My eyes felt heavy, and the tension in my body only grew.
My eyes flickered to the painkillers, taking the empty bottle, then the small bucket of bloody rags and towels while Bill continued to wipe up and scrub the floor.
"I'm going back to check on her soon, see if they'll send her to a shrink or something this time." I murmured to Bill. He didn't say anything, but I knew he was incredibly tense and that he was holding back tears.
I headed into my room, unzipping my jacket and pulling it down my shoulders before undoing my belt and letting my stained jeans drop. Everything was stained, and I had that metallic smell that made me sick to my stomach.
I looked down at my boxers before going forward to the closet, grabbing out some clothes and throwing them on. I pushed the ones on the floor to the side, sat down on my bed, and just blankly stared at it.
I breathed, laying down in defeat.
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