—I am sorry — he replied, after drying and laying me down on my bed—. If I hadn't given you the pills, none of this would have happened.
I was terrified, I had been discovered. I'd have to go through all that again. Like when I first came here.
—Please, don't tell anybody —I begged him—. I promise I won't do it again.
I couldn't stop crying. I should have planned this better.
—Stop crying — he caressed my forehead—. I won't tell anybody. I can't. They would fire me If I do that. I gave you the bottle without even read your file before.
—Thank you, I really...
—But —he interrupted me—. I can't just leave you like this.
—What do you mean? —I asked.
—Honey, you tried to kill yourself. I can't just turn around and walk away like nothing happened —now he was upset.
—Why not? Everyone does it. —he gave me that "poor girl" look—. Don't look at me like that, it's obvious. They just threw me up here, so I do not cause them any trouble. Then they walked away.
He hugged me and I started to cry in his arms.
—I won't —he said.
