The brown notebook

He screwed up

>Noah's POV<

I walked out of the bar alittle half past 9 still thinking about that damn kiss. I was drunk very drunk at that. I saw some girls across the street and thought 'aye one of them will probably let me forget about Karoline Grant'. 

"Hello ladies." I managed to get out of my mouth without souding a bit drunk.

"Hello." one of them said, a blonde oui she'll help me forget.

"How about me and you go back to my place and have a little fun." I whisper pulling her close and nibbling on her ear lobs.

"o-okay." She grabbed my hand and walked us to her car. It always works.

By the time we got to my house I unlocked the doors and she ruffly grabbed me and kissed me moments later we were in a heated make out sheesh. I grabbed her thighs and told her to jump not once breaking the kiss. I carried her up to my room and pushed her against the wall. Pretty loud may I add. I could hear Karolines door opening but i didnt dare look. She probably looked scared, helpless, and broken. I shoved those thoughts to the back of my mind and opened my door. I looked at the girl I had infront of me and my thoughts came back to place. What was I doing?

"get out." I told her pointing to the door.

"WHAT!" she yelled.

"GET OUT! NOW!" I yelled back with more venom. With that she jumped up and ran out. I layed I layed in bed thinking about what happened earlier. I heard a knock on my door and opened it. Jerry stood there with a ghostly expression.

"S-sir its Karoline. She doesnt answer the door. I had to get her the pills she asked for earlier she was having a headache. Shes a cutter Mr.Martinez said." I looked at him with a scared expression. " Shes suicidal sir." He said shakily. I ran past him to Karolines door and pounded on it until about five minutes later I couldnt help it and kicked the door breaking the knob while I was at it. I looked around her room and noticed the journal on her bed, but she was nowhere to be found. I opened the bathroom door and sure enough there she was so   peaceful but she looked broken and blood was seeping out of her wrists, but thats not what caught my attention. What caught my attention was the orange bottle that was empty. I quickly got guaze and covered her wrists I carried her bridal style out of the type and down the stairs yelling for Jerry to get the car. As soon as we were in the car I shoved to fingers into her mouth trying to make her throw up the pills. Nothing. We arrived at the hospital only moments later. 

"SOMEBODY HELP ME! SHE TRIED TO KILL HERSELF! PLEASE HELP ME!"  I screamed until a pair of doctors and nurses came out in a rush with a stretcher carefully pulling her onto it. I waited in the waiting room for hours until a doctor cam out.

"The family of Karoline Grant" I got up.

" Yes? How is she?" I asked.

"I'm sorry son, but your girlfriend is in a coma."