I Don't Believe In Fairy Tales

11. Blake

When I first heard that Shelly shot her self I thought I could scream! What had she done!? She couldn't be that depressed.

Or...maybe she was...maybe she hid it really well...

I was scared. Her parents had called me, asking if I had known anything.

No, I had not. No way....at least I don't think...

What kind of person was I? Telling her we were nothing?!

I woke up my parents and begged th to take me to the hospital.

She was gonna make it. She's strong.

Reluctantly my parents climbed out of bed and took me to the hospital. I raced inside.

"I'm looking for a Shelly?" I say frantically.

"Are you family?"

"No....but I'm-"

"A really close friend?"

"Yes! Please!?" I almost screamed.

"Unless your family-"

I cut her off. "Please," I say almost crying now. "She means everything to me!"

She looked at me with sympathy. "Room 213," she says.

"Thank you!!" I shout and run to the elavator.