Don't Let Me Fall (Emo Love Story)

Chapter 20

Ally's P.O.V.

As soon as the ambulance came they got him on a stretcher and rushed out of the school with me hot on their heels. I have to go with him, I can't be here without him...
"Hurry it up Missy! He's losing a lot of blood!" One of the few people yelled at me.
I quickly jumped in the back. I heard the doors shut, but I was looking at his wound and crying like a little girl whose lost her only family member and is now an orphan.
I can't believe this happened, today was going so fucking perfect and now its ruined and he's hurt possibly dying.
I could see workers talking but I couldn't hear them, my eyes were frozen on Keith's wound.
I can't lose him, I refuse to lose him....he is mine and I'm his...its how it's meant to be there is no way out of this.
Not even death.

When we arrived at the hospital they rushed him to the emergency part of the building and I ran after them.
"Miss! You can't be down here!"
I didn't even care who said that, like fuck if I am waiting out there for the love of my life to come out of the emergency room.
No way in hell!
I heard running footsteps behind me I didn't look back. I watched as Keath and the doctors entered a room.
Once I reached the room I sat against the wall outside of the door and cried my heart out.
"Miss?" I heard someone say.
I looked up to see two security guards standing in front of me.
"If you're going to tell me that I have to go back that way... No way in hell. My boyfriend is in here and I refuse to leave him." I sobbed and looked back down.
"But miss-" one of the security guards started before I heard a thud and him coughing.
"Let her be." The other one said.
"But she can't be down here." The first security guard coughed.
"She can if one of us stays with her." The second said.
"Well I'm not doing it, and you have other duties to attend to other than babysitting this little girl." The first said as he straightened himself out again.
"Well, too bad." The second said.
I felt someone grab my arm roughly and tug me up onto my feet.
As soon as I felt him trying to pull me back the way I came...I lashed out, biting, kicking, screaming, crying, slapping, and punching the security guard.
"Let her go!" The second security guard yelled at the first.
"She can't be down here." The other said as he continued to try and drag me down the hallway.
The second security guard pushed the first away from me and stood between us. "She stays here."
"Why?" The first asked.
"That is none of your concern. Now go back to your job, I've got her." He said.
With a glare at the second security guard, the first security guard walked away.
"Thank you." I sobbed.
"Its no problem," He said. "you must really love him for you to lash out like that."
"You have no idea Sir." I cried and fell to the floor again.
"I think I do actually." He said as he sat down on the floor with me.
"No offense Sir... But I doubt it." I held my hands to my face.
"Well...let's see, I was in this same situation, I had a suicidal girlfriend back when I was in grade 12, I was a jock. I loved football more than almost anything and she motivated me to keep playing. Anyway she became more precious than the air I breathed, more intoxicating than the strongest alcohol, more addictive than the strongest drug. I didn't know she was suicidal until one day I found her barely breathing on her bedroom floor with pills all around her. I rushed her to the hospital...she had digested 780mg they pumped her stomach they did everything they could, she almost died twice that day, when she came out of the emergency room she was in a coma, I sat like you are now, doing the exact same thing until she came out, when she was in the hospital bed with a tube down her throat...I never left her side, she was in a coma for 6 months, I didn't go to school, work, practice, I could barely breathe. Now I'm married to her and I have 2 children." He explained and I cried even harder because he just explained the exact feeling, the exact addiction that I feel with Keith.
"I guess you do know." I sobbed.
"I told you." He said.
"I just want to hold him tight and not let go." I buried my face in my hands.
"What grade are you in?" He asked.
"10." I said.
"What about him?" He asked.
"He's in grade 12." I said.
"How old are you? He asked.
"15 and he's 17." I said.
"Play any sports?" He asked.
"No." I said.
"What about him?" He asked.
"Nope." I answered.
"Birthday?" He asked.
"Mine is in August 26th, I don't know his and he doesn't know mine." I cried.
"Oh? Why?" He asked.
"Neither of us really like our birthdays, sure it means we're one step closer to being 18...but that's not a reason to celebrate." I said trying to calm down.
"Oh." He said.
"Yea." I answered.
"Any siblings?" He asked.
As soon as he brought up siblings I remembered last night....my aunt Clarinda said something about siblings...
"Yes...but I don't know their names or ages...and Keith doesn't have any siblings." I said.
"You don't know their names or ages?" He asked.
"Nope. Not really my fault, my father put them up for adoption, for all I know they could be all the way in Mexico and I wouldn't know." I said.
I heard the door open and jumped up instantly the doctor came out.
"Miss. Catswell?" He asked.
"Yes I am." I said.
"Keith is fine, he's in am induced coma though to let his wounds heal properly." He said.
"Oh thank god." I cried.
"You've got one hell of a fighter for a boyfriend....he'll be fine, can you meet us in room C855?" He asked.
I nodded my head and headed off.
"Miss. Catswell...you're going the wrong way." The security guard said.
"Oh...okay, well...uhh can you show me there..?" I asked him.
"Sure thing." He said and we headed off in the opposite direction I was going.
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A N- Sorry for the long ass wait, hope you liked it ^=^.