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The sound of Y/N's shoes clicked against the tile floor as she rushed towards Keith. Pills decorated the bathroom floor and floated in the toilet. Y/N's hands cradle Keith's head, rocking him back and forth. His body remained motionless. Her fingers moved across his neck, checking his pulse. There was faint sign of life but if she didn't get him to hospital there would be nothing at all. Y/N's hand trembled as she picked up her phone and called 911.
"911 what's your emergency?" The operator answered while searching for Y/N's location, waiting to alert EMTs to the scene.
"My- my boyfriend overdosed on his anti depressants. I can barely feel his pulse. Please, please hurry!" Y/N's voice had risen. Tears falling down her face. Her hands tugging at her hair.
"I need an address ma'am." The operator waited for Y/N to respond.
"It's - it's um.... 26 Evergreen Avenue. Please come." Y/N found herself pleading on the phone. She refused to let Keith die especially when they were not on speaking terms.
"Ambulance is on the way. Ma'am breathe. Everything will turn out fine." The operator heard the fear in Y/N's voice and wanted to calm her down but the girl's mind couldn't wrap around the fact that everything would be fine. Her finger hovered over the end button before she pressed it.
Her body curled into a ball next to Keith as she listened to his faint breath. She caressed his face and turned it slightly towards him. Her voice cracked, "Baby don't do this"
The front door barged opened and the EMTs rushed up the stairs to take Keith. Y/N's body still remained in a fetal position as they rolled him away. Once she heard the sirens in the far distance, she screamed out. Her body had a mind of it's own as she stood up. She threw the pill bottle across the room and anything else she could find. She stumbled towards the mirror and looked at herself. Memories of her and Keith played on the mirror like a movie. Y/N's hands smashed against the window to stop from seeing those happy memories. That wasn't them anymore.
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"Is there anything on Keith Powers? I'm his girlfriend." The woman looked at Y/N's poorly wrapped hand with a perplexed look on her face but decided not to questioned it. She looked down at her computer typing in Keith's information.
"The only thing I can tell you is that he's in room 822 on the eighth floor. Do you need someone to look at your hand?" Y/N looked at the blood soaked gauze before shaking her head and walking towards the elevator.
Y/N 's eyes remained closed. Her back was against the elevator door as she let out a deep sigh. The ringing of her phone swept her out of her thoughts. She looked down at her caller ID and her eyes widen. She had forgotten to tell Mama Powers that her son was in the hospital.
"Hello?" Y/N uttered.
"What the hell is going on? Is Keith okay?" Jennifer spewed many question that Y/N didn't have the answer to.
"Ma, I really wished I could tell you but I don't know. He overdosed and nobody's telling me anything." Y/N sobbed on the phone.
"Oh baby" Jennifer cooed over the phone. " Just let me know if anything happens. I love you and know that I'm grateful for you."
"I love you too." Y/N mumbled before she hung up and walked into Keith's room. He didn't look like himself. His cheeks were sunken and his once caramel skin was now pale. The black circle under his eyes told everyone around him how tired he really was.
The bed squeaked as her knee connected with the mattress. She looked up to see if the noise disturbed him but he still remained the same. Y/N proceeded to finish getting in the bed. Her head laid on his chest and her arm lazily wrapped around his waist. She listened to the sound of the heart monitor and his breathing, thinking about how things got this way.
She was in such a dazed that she didn't realized that the doctor was speaking to her. "Ma'am, are you Y/N? I wanted to speak to you about your boyfriend's health."
Y/N looked up at the man in front of her. She cleared her throat before speaking. "Yeah I'm her."
"Well Miss. We pumped his stomach and got the majority of the pills out of his system but his heart rate keeps fluctuating. I'm concerned he might go into cardiac arrest but we will be keeping a close eye on him."
Y/N sighed. She looked back at Keith. She was mentally drained from all of this.
"I'll leave you to yourself and I'll have one of the nurses check on your hand." The doctor swiftly turned around and walked out the door.
Y/N felt movement from behind. She quickly turned around and looked at Keith. He had a look of discomfort on his face as he tried to take the IV out of his arm. Y/N rushed towards him and removed his hands from the IV. Keith stopped his movement and looked up at her. Tears began to fall down his cheek. "Baby... I'm so sorry." His voice was so hoarse from the vomiting and screaming he had done earlier. Y/N's insides felt warm. The word baby hadn't rolled of his tongue in over a year. It sounded foreign to her. Y/N caressed his face and stared at him. "I feel like I failed you. I should've known the signs and I shoul-...."
Keith's placed his hands on top of Y/N's. He stared at his disheveled, rambling girlfriend and smiled. "Baby, this is not your fault. If you looked for the signs, I would've only try harder to hide them. I'm sick right now and I want to get better for you, for us. I've been treating you like shit these past couple of months and I'm sorry. You being by my side made it clear to me that there's no other woman out there for me. You're my soulmate. If I get out of here alive..."
Y/N cut him off "You're getting out here alive, Puda. You gotta think positive."
Keith seemed unsure of his outcome. " Yeah you're right. When I get out I'm making you my wife. You deserve that spot."
Y/N smiled and leaned down pecking Keith's lips. He grabbed her face deepening the kiss. He didn't realize how much he missed this. How much he missed her. He was still in love with her.
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The couple remained cramped in the bed sleeping peacefully. Keith's movement woke her from her sleep. She lazily threw her arm over to stop him from moving but he continued to move around. "Keith, stop moving." When the movement didn't stop, Y/N jerked up and jumped out of bed. Keith's body shook uncontrollably and he began to spit up blood.
Y/N screams alerted the nurses standing by. They rushed into the room quickly trying to save Keith from cardiac arrest but his body was losing the fight. Security rushed through the door and tried to pull Y/N out before she had to witness his last breathe but she kept running back to Keith's side.
"Get her out of here!" The doctor shouted as he fumbled with resuscitator.
"BABY! KEITH! DON'T DO THIS! YOU SAID WE WERE GOING TO GET MARRIED! YOU CAN SURV-..." Y/N fought her best fight but the security guard finally got a gripped on her as they dragged her to the waiting room kicking and screaming.
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The phone rang for a couple minutes before Jennifer picked up the phone. "Y/N? Is everything okay?"
Y/N hicupped and wiped her tears. Her voice was shaking when she told her the devastating news. "Ma, he didn't make ...."
Y/N's voice was overpowered by the sounds of Jennifer hollering on the other end. Y/N's heart dropped lower than it was before as she slid down the wall and cried with Jennifer on the phone.
