Still Alive

Chapter 6

Chris Brown ft. Justin Bieber~ Next To You

_Alexandra

My eyes flew open as I looked around. I groaned as the machines behind me beeped. The room was empty. I was the only one in here. I sighed closing my eyes.

I heard the room door open. I opened one eye to see my brother walking through. His head was down as his hair was a mess. I frowned opening my mouth.

Tears stained his pale cheeks. I cleared my throat making his head snap up to me. He rushed to my side.

What happened? Why was I here? Why was he crying? There were bandages wrapped around my wrists. I sighed letting my head fall into the pillows.

"Alex! Fuck." He sniffled taking my hand. I frowned squeezing his hand. What's going on?

"What happened?" I whispered.

"I came to visit you. I went into your room, and you.." He covered his mouth with his hand.

"I what?" I asked cautiously.

"You overdosed. Your wrists were covered in blood. What happened to talking to me?" He whispered looking up at me.

A nurse came in and checked my vitals. I couldn't bring myself to look at him. I couldn't think of any thing to say.

I mean.. what was I supposed to say? That I wasn't feeling well? He's busy. He has a life too! I can't always depend on him. I couldn't depend on any one.

The doctor walked in and smiled. I sighed letting my eyes fall to my lap. I just wanted to go home.

"How are you feeling?" She smiled.

"I'm fine." I whispered.

"Okay. You're most likely going to go to a hospital. A mental hospital." She sighed.

"No!" I quickly looked up at her. "No. I want to go home." My teeth clenched in anger.

"Alex.." Daniel started.

"No. I want to go home." I swung my legs over the edge. The doctor placed her hands on my shoulders to get me to lay down.

I didn't want to lay down. I wanted to leave. I don't care what any one said, I was going home. Now. They were just wasting their time.

"You have to lay back." The doctor pressed me to the pillows.

"Then I want to leave in an hour." I snapped. She nodded her head leaving the room. Daniel walked out leaving me alone. Tears formed in my eyes.

What was wrong with me? Why was I acting like this? Tears rushed down my cheeks as I shook my head. I was becoming a monster. What's gotten into me?

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The doctor finally decided to let me go home. I was in the car with Daniel. It was silent. The silence was killing me. It was too much.

I was suffocating! What was I supposed to say? He was probably disappointed in me. Daniel was probably gonna go back to college for the rest of the week.

"I know what your thinking?" Daniel spoke up. I looked over at him in confusion. He smiled a small smile. "I'm not going back. I'm not gonna leave you alone. And I'm not mad at you. Disappointed? Yes! But not mad."