(Trigger warning!!!)
Mitch Pov
I sat on the floor, death gripping my hair and pulling on it. My body shaking from the hard wood and the piercing pain in my arm. I began crying and stood up weakly and threw my medicine cabinet open. I dug through it sloppily, knocking several things to the floor at my feet. I finally found the bottle of pills and read the now blurry label.
I struggled with the cap but managed to get it open. I dumped almost the whole bottle into my mouth and swallowed them without hesitation. The last thing I remember is grabbing the razor and carving "Please save me" into my forearm and several paramedics running in, making me throw them up.
-Scott Pov-
It was a slow night at the hospital and I was tending to a few things here and there. I heard something come over the scanner but didn't catch it. A doctor and a few nurses got up and ran while the last three nursed (including me) sat confused. I let it roll off my shoulders and went to finish my duties. I saw Alex go into a room maybe once his entire 8 hour shift, which doesn't surprise me much.
I wanted to go check on the person he was supposed to be tending to but I wasn't allowed unless it was an emergency
A few hours later I was walking around doing my checks when I heard a whimpering coming from that room.
-Mitch Pov-
I remember waking up in a barren hospital room. It was cold, bitterly cold, at least to me. I didn't want to do this. I know how it works. So I stood up weakly and quietly, walking over to cupboards and drawers. I dug through the open ones till I found a small bottle of pills and cracked them open. I swallowed them easily and whimpered as I lay down in the corner shivering.
As my vision went blurry I saw a figure step into the room. It was tall with blonde hair and wore blue clothes. He ran over and lifted me onto his lap and softly said, "I'm sorry." Before sticking his fingers down my throat making me gag and throw some up. He then stuck them in a second time while holding my jaw making me gag more and throw the rest up. It tasted terrible and any move he made hurt my body.
-Back to Scott Pov-
I stepped in and saw a small man laying on the floor and saw the empty bottle. I ran over and lifted him up. I sat him gently up on my legs and held him up.
"I'm sorry." I said before opening his mouth and sticking my fingers down his throat making him gag and throw some pills up. I knew that wasn't all of them and held his jaw and stuck my fingers back down his throat, making him throw the rest up.
Once he'd thrown them up I stood up laying him on the bed. I hooked his Iv back up and had someone clean the floor. I pulled up a chair and sat down right next to him. It was about two hours later when he woke up, realizing what had happened and immediately started crying.
"N-no! no no n-no!"
I stood up and wrapped my arms gently around him.
"Hey shhh, its okay." He grabbed onto my chest and cried harder. I rubbed his back soothingly trying to calm him down. He was shaking with each breath and gripped my shirt.
I sat rocking him till he calmed down and fell into a deep sleep. I was still sitting with him when his assigned nurse, Alex, walked in. An angry look washed over his face and I knew he was going to yell. So I stood up and laid the small man down.
I stepped out with Alex and he immediately smacked the back of my head.
"What are you doing?!" He half yelled.
"Caring for someone you were supposed to be!"
"By holding him?! Don't you read the rules?"
"He swallowed a bottle of pills and I had to stick my fingers down his throat but you wouldn't know that because you weren't where you were supposed to be caring for him!"
