Bipolar (Scott x Vincent)

Part Twenty

Fritz's P.O.V
"Fritz!!!" I hear someone scream. "Vincent! He...He cut himself!" This really popular foot ball player in my grade named Josh comes running out of the bathroom carrying Vincent in his arms. I stared in disbelief as his arms that looked like they were dyed red. Along with the blood all over Josh's shirt.
"Oh...oh my god." I start breathing extremely heavily as I pull out my phone dialing nine one one as fast as I possibly can while starting to sob.
"This is a nine one one operator speaking, what is your emergency?" A male's voice comes through the phone.
"U-Uh...This...Agh god dammit!" I try to pull myself together to talk to the operator.
"Sir what is your emergency?" He asks quickly and concerned.
"M-My....This kid in my school he cut himself and he's loosing a lot of blood just please! W-Were at The Damien Highschool please just send an ambulance!" I panic.
"Okay sir we're sending help right away. Thank you for calling." He hangs up. I immediately drop my phone to the floor and run over to where josh and Vincent are. Josh hands him over to me as I wipe the blood away from his wrists. It was no use, it kept flowing wildly. I sit down slowly and cradle him in my arms, still trying to stop the bleeding to the best of my ability. He must have hit his vein or something because it was not stopping.
"Vincent please stay with me, kid." I cry and stroke his purple hair. He was unresponsive. Just then the doors of the school busted opened. A bunch of paramedics came sprinting in, rolling a stretcher. I lay Vincent down on the floor and stand up, covering my face with my hands. A paramedic picks Vincent up off of the ground and lays him on a stretcher. They all surround him and wheel him out quickly.
Please be okay...
Please?