Excerpts from a story I'll never write

Thank you

I woke up, the room instantly filling with screams and other sounds of my thoughts. I tried to make them go away, but the darkness was swallowing me. I didn't know what to do. My vision was blurry. I was shaking and I couldn't breathe. I tried to breathe but my lungs wouldn't allow me. I called him, he was the first one that came to my mind.
I need you..
I heard his worried voice already sounding wide awake.
I'm coming over there, stay on the phone with me
I did what he said and he talked to me. Told me everything was okay. Even though I knew it was far from okay I might survive tonight. I dared stand up, and I opened the window with my shaky hands and unsteady legs. I dropped to the floor and climbed to the corner. Every time I thought about the pills hidden under my bed I cried harder. I cried my eyes out. Tear by tear my clothes got soaked. I took fast shallow breathes until everything started to spin. He asked me if I was okay, but I was incapable of saying anything at all. That first sentence that came out of my mouth was already too much to swallow. The screams got louder, the shouts, the distinct voice of my thoughts. I heard his voice outside. "Hailey." I didn't look up, nor move. I stayed and sobbed. I couldn't do this. He came towards me and joined on the floor. He wrapped his arms around me and rocked us back and fourth. I gasped, "I can't do this anymore. I need them." He shook his head. "You can't have them. Everything is going to be okay. Just a little longer." He started singing what he knows is my favorite song. Sunrise by Our Last Night. I knew that everything was definitely not okay. But I knew I was going to make it through the night. I said 2 words, "thank you"