911 Call [15]

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*Bebes pov*

I had heard everything Craig and Wendy were talking about, and I figured, that if I wanted to help, I could at least talk to Tweek, I mean what's the worst that could happen?
I walked up behind Wendy while her and Craig were hugging.
"Wendy..." I whispered, "I'm gonna go talk to Tweek." She slowly nodded. I smiled and scurried off, Craig was still sobbing.
      I felt kind of bad for Craig, I mean, he was so broken, and honestly, I had never seen how broken he was before, so this was definitely a surprise. But how was I supposed to know, I never talk to him. I never talk to Tweek either, well sometimes at the coffee shop. I then remembered that he had spilt coffee on me, I shuddered at the memory, and shook it from my thoughts.
I finally made my way to his house, and knocked on the door.

No answer

I knocked again

No answer

I got frustrated, I could tell someone was home, and normally I wouldn't do this, but I had to see Tweek, this was important. So I barged in the house.
      I started walking around, it was almost completely empty, but as I walked upstairs, I saw a light on. I slowly walked to it.
     I think it was a bathroom. I knocked on the door. No one opened it, so I slowly pushes the door open and peeked my head in.
     I gasped and my eyes widened. I saw Tweek, covered in blood, and still bleeding, passed out on the floor. The mirror was broken too, and their was a blade in his hand.
      I couldn't help it, tears streamed down my face, I ran up to him. I couldn't feel the pulse on his wrist, because it was covered in blood, so I felt the one on his neck. He still had a pulse, I was so relived.
After that I realized I had to help him. I wanted to call Wendy, but his life's in danger, I needed to call 911.
I quickly pulled out my phone and called 911. Soon a lady picked up.
"This is 911, what's your-"
"My friend tried to kill himself, he's bleeding out!" I sobbed.
"Ok what's your address?" I quickly told her my address, and she said she'd be on her way. After that, I knew the only thing left to do was call Wendy.
      I called her.
"Please pick up..." I mumbled.
"Hello?"
"Wendy!" I started crying.
"Bebe what's wrong?"
"Tweek! I, when I got there... he I saw he tried to kill himself!"
"He did?!"
"Yes! You have to come over now! I just called 911!"
"Ok we'll be right over." After that Wendy hung up. I started crying more.
"Please be ok Tweek..."
         After 911 showed up, they wanted me to step aside when they loaded Tweek into the ambulance. Right as they were, Wendy and Craig showed up. Craig's eyes fell on Tweek.
"Tweek!" He screamed and tries to run up to him, but a man stopped him.
"I'm sorry sir you can't see him right now, you'll have to come to the hospital-" before the man could finish Craig cut him off.
"No please you don't understand!"
"I'm just doing my job sir." When Craig stopped struggling, the man let go, and Craig collapsed on the ground.
Wendy and I looked at each other, slowly we walked up ok Craig, she put a hand in him.
"He's going to be okay Craig..."
"What if he dies..."
"He won't." I say.
"You don't know that!" I flinch. "If he dies... then I will kill myself."
Me and Wendy share looks again.
"Maybe we should just go to the hospital now..." Wendy says. I nod and Craig stands.

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