I woke up to a strange noise from the bathroom. Did Frank have beans or tacos for dinner or something. I glance at the bunks to see everyone there, except Sylvia. My eyes widen and I throw the sheets off of me. I rush to the bathroom the see Sylvia on the floor starring up at the ceiling. There was blood coming from here wrist and ankles.... Oh, no. She cut again. I quickly look at the cuts, they were very deep. I apply pressure and call out for Ryan. They help me get her to the hospital. She also apparently swallowed some pills so they had to pump her stomach. I stayed there the rest of the night so mad and worried about her. She didn't wake up that next night and we had another gig that night. Eventually Miles had to drag me out of there for the show. I was worried sick about Sylvia I forgot to watch how much I drink. I must've gotten completely drunk during the show because during the last song I broke down and Miles said I went into complete hysterics. I woke up with a pounding headache snuggled up against my little brother.
"Ugh, Miles, what hap-" I start. The memories of the past two days come rushing back to me and I break down in tears again.
"Gee, it'll be alright," Miles says holding me tightly. He somehow lulls me back to sleep and then wakes me up some time later to at least eat. I visit Sylvia before the concert, she was still unconscious.
~~~~~Sylvia's P.O.V~~~~~
I wake up in a bright room, it was a struggle to open my eyes. My skin burns in certain spots, my stomach hurts, and my head hurts.
What happened?
Where am I?
I try to get up but my arms and legs are tied down to the bed. Wait, I'm in a hospital! I struggle to get out, but to no avail.
"G...EEh," I struggle to speak as I call out for Gerard.
"Hey, calm now you'll hurt yourself. Your friend will be back soon," a voice says. I struggle to search for the source of that voice, when I lay my eyes on a doctor I just glare at him. He just smiles and says, "I can't unstrap you, your a suicide risk."
I freeze and say, "I'm not suicidal."
He cocks his eyebrow and says, "so you didn't cut yourself and swallow pills."
I hesitate but reply, "yea... but I don't like that word."
He sighs as he gets up and walks away. I lie there staring at the bright white ceiling, waiting for Gerard.
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Losing a Winning Battle
Fiksi RemajaSylvia Rose has a abusive family and gets bullied at school, because she's the new kid. Little did she know she goes to school with her favorite band My End. The band notices her and see the bruises she tries so desperately to hide. They soon becom...
