Imperfections- JLS Aston fanfic

Part 13

*Astons point of view*

‘Your gunna be alright Cassie…I promise’ I stuttered kissing her hand as we sat in the ambulance

‘Have you any idea how much she’s taken?’ the paramedic asked

‘Not a clue….’ I replied

‘Has she ever taken drugs before?’

‘I…I don’t think so…but I don’t know…I don’t even know how she got hold of them’

‘Ok…just...calm down Aston…Its going to be ok’ the paramedic smiled ‘I just need to go through these questions to save time when we get there…’

‘Sure…’ I sniffed, tears beginning to fall as I kept hold of Cassie’s hand, her body still lying lifeless on the stretcher

‘Has she been diagnosed with any sort of illnesses that you are aware of?’

‘No…’

‘Has there been any sort of major changes to her body recently..?’

‘Yeah…over the last month and a half she’s lost a ridiculous amount of weight…she was skinny anyway’

‘Ok…are you aware of any eating disorders?’ she asking, the words echoing in my head… eating disorders?...not my Cassie surely…

‘I...I don’t think so…I don’t know’ I stuttered

‘Ok…we’ll know more when we get to the hospital’

For the rest of the journey to the hospital on blue lights and sirens I just sat there in silence, Cassie’s hand loosely in mine. I was going over everything that had happened in the last few weeks and everything was piecing together. Maybe she did have some sort of eating disorder? And that had caused her to be so weak and loose so much weight.

*5 minutes later*

‘What have we got?’ the A and E doctor said as the paramedics got Cassie out the back of the ambulance

‘Female, 22, name Cassie, suspected drug over dose, unknown drug but suspected class A, systolic blood pressure 90, blood sugars extremely low at 1.3 mmol/Litre, possible suspected form of eating disorder as patient has had extreme weight loss in the last 6 weeks; pulse getting weaker’ the paramedic said to the doctor, none of it really made that much sense to me, all the measurements and medical talk just blew straight over my head.

‘Is she going to be ok?’ I stuttered standing next to the doctor and paramedic

‘We cant say for sure’ the doctor said ‘Who are you?’

‘Im her bestfriend…’ I said…after everything that had happened today…im sure that relationship was in question

‘Ok…well were going to take her straight to a special care unit on the intensive care unit’

‘intensive care?’ I worried

‘Im afraid so…we need 24 hour observation on her and she needs immediate medical treatment…we need to find out what drugs she’s taken and how much before we treat her’ he explained

‘Ok’ I worried watching as they transferred her to a bed and rushed her down a corridor, following closely behind. For now I just had to sit tight and hope they’d be able to make her better, I couldn’t believe she’d done this…I knew she was ill, but she hid it so well I wasn’t able to see just how ill she was…and now I was afraid I’d loose her before she even woke up..