Life's Gone Crazy {Hamilton}

8

{trigger warning: mentions of self harm and miscarriages}

"Get her in the ER!" I heard people yelling, I had to chase Mia and hold her back as she tried to follow her mom. She slumped against the wall and a nurse came over and directed us into a room and they put a curtain between us. I heard Mia request a female doctor and then some shuffling, people talking and then Mia's stitches started. I refused to take of my sweatshirt.

"Jade, please for the love of god let them take care of you!" Mia called from beyond the curtain, I sniffled, tears about to run down my face as I took off the sweatshirt and dropped my head. The small scars lining my arms. Luckily they didn't make me take off my shirt. They stitched me up than gave me my sweatshirt back, I put in on and leaned back on the bed with tears in my eyes. I got out of the room and sat next to Mia. She was walking really well and only used one crutch. Anthony and Daveed walked in and Anthony kissed Mia's head and gave her a hug. Daveed patted my back and gave me a smile.

"Is the guardian for Jade Blasko here?" A doctor walked over.

"Nah, they're in London right now. I can give you there number." Daveed got you and I grabbed my phone. As he said the number I typed it into mine and added the contact as 'parents??' The doctor thanked him and said we could visit Jasmine, I let them all go in first because I felt my phone vibrate so I looked at the caller ID 'parents??'

"Hey, its Jade Blasko. Uh, what's up?" I said into the phone leaning on the wall outside Jasmine's room.

"Hey Jade, I'm Vanessa. We got a, uh, call from the hospital.. saying that you self-harmed." The word stung, "and uh.. I know you don't know me well. And I really want you to stop because I'm going to help you get in a good family soon.. ok?"

"Yeah... thank you.." I mumbled, then Anthony left the room with tears in his eyes, "I-I gotta go."

"Take care." Vanessa said.

"You too." I responded and hung up, running over to Anthony.

"A-Anthony?" I asked, gently grabbing his arm, "is there something wrong?"

"She.." Anthony's voice caught "she.."

"Anthony.." I whispered, walking over.

"She. She had a miscarriage..." Anthony looked at me, anger and tears in his eyes, "he's dead."

I heard a blood curdling scream, and I didn't know if it came for me or from the other room.