011 - Fault

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"I'm sorry but she didn't make it."

Those words are what left me sitting outside the hospital for 30 minute straight, staring into nothing.

Thinking about life, death, the whole thing. She called me. Isla called me. But I brushed her off, I told her "maybe another time" I ignored my gut feeling.

I didn't see how much she was struggling with her own stuff, and didn't even know that her parents died in a car accident a week ago. Her aunt informed me when we saw each other in the hospital.

I wasn't there to help her, hell I didn't even see the warning signs. When she called me I knew something was up, but I did nothing.

"Monae, it's not your fault" Evan reassured me, he was sitting in the bench beside me because I refused to leave the hospital.

"Honestly Evan you have your own stuff going on right now, you should go home" I whispered still staring off in the distance. He sighed at my stubborn response.

"I drove you here, you don't even have your car to get home"

"I'll call someone." I simply replied.

"You just told me you weren't gonna leave me alone while I was clearly hurt, now I'm telling you the same."

I shrugged not meeting his eye. He was right, I did just tell him that. Something inside of me just felt empty, I didn't know what to think.

"If we're gonna be sad I guess it would help to dwell together" I said lightly laughing at my own joke. Evan nodded standing up from the bench, I followed behind him to his truck.

His Jeep was pretty high up and when I sat down I finally felt like I could take a breath.

He had left his phone in the car and I saw his missed phone call notifications from Maddie. She must've been worried about him and honestly I was too which is the whole reason why I followed him out.

Evan started the car and began to drive, I assumed we were going to my house to drop me off, I honestly don't know.

I was so confused, why would Isla hide this from me. I could have helped her. I should've known.

I don't know what to think, she died from organ failure. She took two whole bottles of lexapro which is an anti depressant. I didn't even know she was on any! I felt like I didn't even know her.

She was at my house smiling and joking with me a few weeks ago, and now. Now she was gone.

I didn't know how I was going to help Evan when I could barley help myself.

I realized Evan was now pulling into a drive thru when he got to the window and began to speak.

"Can I Get a number 5 with a coke for the drink."

"Anything else?"

Evan turned to me curiously and I shook my head.

"I'm not even hungry."

He sighed looking down at me. "Do you at least want a water?"

I shrugged and he spoke back into the microphone adding a water to the order. I wasn't sure why he brought us to a fast food place when he literally just left his sisters place where she served amazing food. I mean sure he didn't touch his food at all but it was some good food.

He received the bags from the employee and parked in the lot handing me my bottle of water.

I looked down at it feeling uneasy being handed it, I didn't wind up drinking it. The fear of something being put in it stopping me. I knew Evan would never do that to me but I just didn't really trust it.

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