Hold On...

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There was something in her mouth... Broken prices of a lightbulb! She is going to die!*
Call 911! Call help! Call anyone with medical experience! She is having trouble breathing! Please help! *Emilio yells this and sets his head on your chest crying. More like sobbing*
Nick: *I look up and see no one but an open window but everyone is here except...*
Jake: *comes running out* oops I dropped something...
Emilio: *crying dramatically and yelling*  Asesinato! Asesinato! (Murder! Murder!)
Ivan: Calm down brother! It was an accide-
Jake: yeah I totally pushed it down.
Emilio: *sobs onto your chest*
Tessa: dudes! There is an ambulance outside! Let her go Emilio!
Emilio: *I get off of her my face is now covered in blood. I'm terrified and sobbing like crazy.*
Ambulance doctor: no one is aloud in the ambulance. Your going to have to remain calm. She needs immediate medical attention and can not be seen by any family members at this time. We will call when we have concluded the surgeries.
Emilio: I can't go?!? Surgeries?!? There will be more than one?!? HOW LONG WILL IT TAKE?!?
doctor: calm down sir. Its alright. unfortunately we are not able to specify the time the surgery will be concluded at this time. *hauls her onto a cot and wheels her into the ambulance*

Everyone is hugging Emilio who is extremely emotional. he seems so confused, mad, and so so sad at the same time. When the doors to the ambulance are shut, Emilio runs into the house and lays down on the couch covering his face with his hoodie and sobbing...

Tessa: Emilio calm down. She will be okay.
Jake: yeah dude. *slaps Emilio's arm* when she gets back you guys can smash all you want. Ha.
Emilio: *I just keep my face covered. I feel terrible and betrayed and scared. But hurting Jake would not help. He needs help*
Erika: *slaps Jake* Shut The Hell Up! I am so done with your fucking shit in your vlogs! It hurts people in the house you fucking psycho!
Jake: calm down babe. Let's go upstairs and you can blow me.
Erika: bitch.
Jake: whore.
Erika: psycho.
Jake: SLUT. NOW SHUT UP AND BE A GOOD LITTLE SLAVE YOU FUCKING SLUT!
Erika: Jake. Get out of this fucking house. Don't come back bitch unless we fucking beg your ass to come back.
Jake: *walks upstairs*
Erika: screw him.
Emilio: *breathing heavily and still sobbing* someone get me... *big breath* some water *big breath* please... *sniffles*
Ivan: calm down brother. Your going to throw up. we know Y/N like the back of our hands. She is a fighter. don't you ever doubt that women.
Emilio: I know... But she was having trouble breathing... And the lightbulb... The poison in a lightbulb. The glass dug into her skin. She... She might be-
Ivan: SHUT UP! She will survive and I am not lying to you brother. That lady is your girlfriend and she will never ever leave you. Si?
Emilio: Si...

poor poor girl. She honestly might die. But do you think Emilio would let that happen? Find out layer Gators!!! Byeeeeee

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