Good or Bad?

Chapter 62: Sara

I woke up in the middle of the night with Sehun beside me. I looked over at my phone

5:06 a.m.

I got out of bed, not changing out of my clothes, before walking out of my room. I have to get away from everyone right now. Everyone but Sara.

Once I reached downstairs, I opened a drawer in the kitchen, pulling out an old picture without looking at it.

I already know what it is.

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Once I reached the hospital, I lazily walked into Sara's room. Im in a better mood seeing that Mark isnt here. He has been spending so much time here that he will go crazy. I dont blame him though, Sara has enough sass and bitch in her to drive any man out of his mind.

I walk closer to Sara's bed. She looks the same, only paler and thinner. I have never seen her look this weak before. It hurts seeing someone this important to me look like this.

"Hey Sara." I say softly, sitting on the edge of her bed, grabbing Sara's hand. Then something catches my eye.

On the inside of her forearm, is a tattoo.

'Hard times will always reveal true friends.'

I remember when Sara got this tattooed on her. We were in Naeyeon's garage the summer before 10th grade.

Sara had family issues. Rape has been the least of her problems over the years.

Sara was abused as a child, and by the time we reached sophomore year, Sara already had attempted suicide multiple times.

My best friend's life was hell.
I still remember when she came to my window at 2 in the morning with a bruised face and fresh scars...

...

"Lexi *sniffle* I dont want to do this anymore. I cant do this anymore." Sara cried into my neck, as I rubbed her back.

I was crying to. Sara's father is a drunk and beats and rapes Sara, and sometimes he brings his friends into her room.

"Sara, you need to hold on. Everything will be fine. One day, you will meet someone that will take all your pain away." I said softly.

Sara continued to cry, and I got up to get my first aid kit that I really only used on Sara.

I dabbed Sara's wounds with rubbing alcohol and she didnt even flinch, she just watched me wipe the blood off her wrists. Sara has came to the point where pain is just a word, without a definition.

The next night, Sara tattooed herself with a needle and ink, permantely reminding herself who was really there for her.

Her friends are her family.

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"I still remember that night. Cody was freaking out, texting me asking where you were. He was just so young and innocent to know what your dad was doing. I remember how Mark was away at a stupid football camp. Ha. If I wouldve known where he would be in your life today, then maybe I wouldve been nicer to him." I laughed, as tears threatened to spill.

Honestly, I was just talking to talk. Being in these types of emotional situations is awkward. Especially when the person that you are talking to probably cant even hear you.

"I remember how depressed you were for so long. Then your mom remarried, and your step-dad adopted you. How Cody would cry when you would tell him what you went through." I said, remembering the past. Tears were falling from my eyes. Sara is indeed my best friend, and I cant lose her.

I turned to face her, and started to cry more.

"Sara, please." I begged. "I need you. When everything fell apart you were always here to help me." I cried, holding Sara's hand.

I pulled the picture out again.

When I looked at it, a sad smile appeared on my face. It was of Naeyeon, Sara and I holding hands on the beach summer before 10th grade. After Sara got the tat, we packed and went to the beach for a week. That was a great trip, before everyone went bat-shit crazy.

I placed the photo on the bedside table, but was startled when I turned back to Sara.

I jumped in shock to see Sara staring at me wide eyed, tears running down her face. She looked like she wanted to say something, but soon she started to shake violently. I just stood there as doctors ran in and pushed me back.

I stood back still in shock when I realized what was happening.

Sara was having a seizure.

I was brought back to reality by the sound of the heart monitor flatlining.

"Sara no." I mumbled.

The doctors started to shock her, trying to revive her.

I just stood there shaking, watching as her lifeless body would jerk with every shock.

I started to double over in pain, tears blurring my vision.

This cannot be happening to me.

Minutes after minutes kept passing.

I was still crouched on the floor, hoping Sara would just wake up.

Suddenly, I was embraced by strong arms.

Though my vision was blurry, I still recognized the face. Jb.

I cried into the crook of Jb's neck as he just held me.

"We have a pulse." The doctor said, letting out a sigh.

I didnt even know I was holding my breath until I exhaled.

I looked up as Jb wiped my tears away.

"Dont cry anymore, Sara will be pissed." Jb joked.

Idiot.

But I couldnt help but smile.

I turned back to look at Sara.

Her heart was barely beating, but looking at her face now, something changed.

And I now know she heard every word I have said.

Suddenly, Mark rushed into the hospital room with Sehun and Luhan following. Mark immediately ran over to Sara, but Luhan and Sehun were looking somewhere else.

There eyes were glued to me in Jb's arms. Both had the same face on.

They are jealous.