Ever After «A Law & Order: SVU Fanfic»

Chapter Eight: Mindless Behavior

Zoe's POV:

I'm looking at Dr. Avery. She's looking at me as if she's seeing a whole different person than who she met less than two days ago.

"Do you want to talk about it?"she asked making me feel comfortable. But then again, I don't really want to talk about it. I look over at my mom because I knew she was the one who called her.

"Tomorrow,"I say, calming my tone, "we can talk about it tomorrow. I'm tired, I feel like throwing up, not now."I say heading out of Mom's office.

"Are you really tired, Zoe? Or are you going to just stare at the ceiling? You haven't slept for days, you're exhausted, you haven't eaten in days, you weigh nothing. You need to talk about your problems, they're not just going to go away."my mom says taking me by my wrists. I don't want my sleeves pulled up because I really did get too loose at the party, someone broke a bottle and I started to drag the glass against my skin. She'll send me to some psych ward if she sees what I've done.

"Not right now, please."I tell her, I start to feel faint, but now she won't stop. I put my hand down on Amanda's desk to hold me up, I can't let them know how sick I feel.

"Zoe, you need help. Drinking won't help you forever, you'll end up like grandma. I don't want that. You're smart and talented, I need you to understand that."she says, I look down at my fingertips and notice that they're a bluish color. I drop down on the floor next to Amanda's can and start to throw up, everyone left in the squad room is watching me but I can't seem to focus on them.

When I'm finished, everything feels dark and cold. My head is pounding and my heart is making everything feel like it's in slow motion.

"I'm sorry, Mom."is all I could whisper before my head hits the ground and everything turns black.

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Olivia's POV:

It's Sunday, 5:00am, Zoe needed her stomach pumped and other things the doctor won't tell me about yet.

"Ms. Benson."said Zoe's doctor who walked over to me.

"Yeah."I say standing up, forcing myself to keep my eyes open.

"Zoe's in a coma right now. She suffered from alcohol poisoning tonight, plus an overdose from the pain killers she was prescribed, they're not supposed to be mixed, plus she was dehydrated. Also, Zoe's weight for her age is extremely low, she's at 102 pounds at five-foot seven. For treatment, I gave her a banana bag, administered intravenously, a few hours after it's gone, she should wake up. I recommend a psych eval and a few days here for observation."she said to me looking down at her clipboard.

"She's going to wake up, right? Like is there a chance that she won't?"I asked her frantically.

"Ms. Benson, the chances of her not waking up are slim to none. I promise you, she'll be fine."she told me, looking up at me with a smile.

"Ok, thank you."I say to her, I sigh and put my head in my hands again.

"We're going to bring her into her room now, you can come with me if you'd like."she said walking away.

Dr. Avery and I get up and walk over to the room Zoe was in. She's laying in the bed, her eyes closed. There's a tube in her throat and her nose. It's hard to look at how much pain being raped and losing her friend caused her. It's hard to look at her because she doesn't have a father, or a well invested mother in her life.

I walk over to her bed and sit in the chair next to it, I take her hand and squeeze tight so she knows I'm here for her.

Dr. Avery walks over to me, "She's going to be alright, she just needs support and balance. We can give her that, Olivia."she told me lightly.