Chapter 131

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*Sarah's POV*
(2 months into rehab)
I wake up and smile to myself, sixty days clean. I turn to tell Auburn but she's not there. Hm.

I lay in for a little longer, as it is only 7am then I decide to get up and get ready.

I'm in such a great mood today, Jess should be coming in with the children, I'm only in here for another thirty days and I haven't hallucinated or had any bad thoughts for five days, it's great. I put my headphones in and make my bed, the staff are always on our case about how tidy our rooms should be.
I pick out my clothes and straighten my hair, burning myself in the process because I was harshly singing along to 'The way we touch' by we are twin. (Known fact that Sarah listens to that song😂)
Once I'm finished getting ready, I open the door to our bathroom so I can wash and brush my teeth and all of a sudden I fall over something. I sit up and look at what I tripped over.
I throw my hand over my mouth.

This cannot be happening.

I pull myself together and check Auburns pulse. She's still alive thank god.

I run out of the room. "HELP" I run down the corridor shouting. "Miss calm down, what is wrong?" A staff member approaches me.

"Auburn, my roommate, she smashed the mirror and tried to kill herself. Please help" I say running back to my room, with the man following behind me. He's talking into his radio, asking for help.

We get back to the room and we put pressure on her wrists to try and stop the blood.
Two others come running in with cases, I'm guessing they're medically trained.

My counsellor, Rita, comes in and escorts me out of the room. I don't say a word. I feel paralysed.

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