Are You Okay?

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(Sean's P.O.V.)

I wake up, and begin to get ready. I put on a black shirt, jeans, and converse. I look at my dresser, and notice that my sleeping pills are gone. Interesting. I then head to the kitchen to make breakfast.

For breakfast, I'm feeling lazy, so I set out muffins and orange juice. Simple, but yummy. I check the time. It's already ten. Anna isn't yet up, which is surprising. She fell asleep on my shoulder about 8 o'clock last night. She's been asleep for fourteen hours.

I go to her room, and she's still asleep. I turn on the lights, and she doesn't wake up. I look around, and see my sleeping pills in her room. No, please no.

"Anna!", I say.

She wakes up, thankfully. I help her get out of bed, and she passes out in my arms. I lay her back on her bed, and run to get ice and water.

Luckily for me and her, she wakes up about five minutes after passing out. Then, she is having trouble breathing.

"Anna! No! Come on!", I say, and carry her to the car. I then take her to the emergency room.

We arrive at the emergency room, and I'm quite frantic.

"Hey! She needs help!", I yell.

Nurses come running and help Anna get to where she needs to be.

About five hours later, I'm finally allowed to go back and see her. I'm glad she's okay.

"Hey!", I tell her, relieved.

"Hey!", she says.

"Can I ask you something?", I ask her.

"Ask away.", she says.

"Did you take my sleeping pills?", I ask.

"Yes...", she responds.

"How many?", I ask.

"Ten, I think.", she says.

"Why?", I ask.

"Because. I don't want to be a part of this cruel world anymore. I want to go visit my family!", Anna tells me.

"Anna, do you remember what you told me?", I ask.

"I've told you many things!", she says.

I roll my eyes.

"You told me that I'm all you have. I can't leave you. Well, you're all I have. Please don't leave me!", I ask of her.

"Okay.", she promises.

"Hey, tomorrow we're leaving for Los Angeles tomorrow. Both funerals are tomorrow.", I tell Anna.

Anna closes her eyes to go back to sleep. I begin thinking. She took all of my pills. Oh well. I'm pretty sure I had ten left. Dang. Oh well. I'm just glad she's okay and alive.

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