How To Save A Life √ cel & mnz

; ten

So there I sat, in the back of that EMS.
The medic bandaged up my nose and gave me a cloth wet with rubbing alcohol to rub away to dried blood that ran on my face and neck.

I was shaking so frantically the medic had to hold my legs still to quickly inspect my scraped knee. A police officer stood next to me and talked to me, asking questions and reassuring I'd be fine, but said they needed to call my parents.

I told the officer my moms cell number and she stepped away to talk with her, meanwhile all the neighbors were wandering into their front yards, obviously confused why EMS & police officers were outside. I barely noticed all my buzzing, confused neighbors.

Suddenly, I heard a loud bang, and my eyes snapped to Chloe's house. The police officers kicked down the front door and ran inside, and I felt hot tears well up in my eyes. I began to cry and blood began to trickle out of my nose once again, so the  paramedic began fixing my nose up again and the police officer began talking to me again.

"It's okay, love, your parents are going to be here soon. Don't cry, your friend will be okay."
She soothed, as she picked up my clammy hand and began to pat it comfortingly.

Suddenly, two police officers came running out of the house, one holding a non conscious Chloe bridal style and the other running faithfully beside him. They opened the back door of the second EMS, loaded Chloe inside, and sped away, flinging up the overgrown grass and dirt behind the tires. I began to sob as the blood began water falling back out of my nose.

"Take me with her!"
I turned and screamed at the officer, who winced as I screamed.
"Now, love, your friend will be okay. I know this is hard but we can handl-" she began, but I cut her off.
"TAKE ME WITH HER NOW!"
I screamed and sobbed, grabbing on the officers jacket for support to stay upright. My head was bobbing up in down, as if I didn't have a neck. I was crying and kicking like a two year old and felt my whole body burning up.

The officer spoke with the paramedic for a second and finally grabbed my hand and helped me into the passenger seat of her police car. The leathery seats felt amazing after sitting on the hard back of the EMS for the past half hour.

As we pulled up I didn't wait for her to stop. I unlocked the door and flung it open, causing her to screech to a halt. I knew she wanted to yell at me for almost breaking her door off and putting myself in danger (again) but now was not the time. She ran inside with a still shaky and bandaged nose & knee teenage girl, but neither of us acknowledged the strange looks.

"Chloe Lukasiak."
Was all she had to say. The man at the desk dug through his folders, finding nothing.

"I assumed you wouldn't know, she was just drove here by an ambulance after a suicide attempt."
The officer replied.

"Well then, she's probably in the trauma center. Sorry, no visitors there. She's probably getting patched up now, and it'll be a good while before you can see her, if it was suicide. Sorry."
Said the man, returning his gaze to his computer.

The officer and I turned around, disappointed. My whole body ached, like I ran 7 marathons yesterday. It was the awful, tugging ache that couldn't be soothed until it was satisfied with medicine, or in my case, Chloe. I looked up to see my parents running up to me, and they both wrapped me in a hug.

"Oh, Maddie. We heard what happened, were so sorry. We were worried sick about you."
Then they both let go and put on mad parent faces.
"What were you thinking though? You should've told us what was wrong, or atleast that you were leaving! We were so worried."

I wasnt in the mood for this lecture again, so I let it go.
"Sorry." I mumbled.

The officer let me go with my parents, and the drive home was so awkward. They kept asking about my bandages and frantically asking if I was okay.

Once I got home, I went up to my bedroom and slumped down on my bed, and I let the tears flow. I was aware my mom was right outside the door, obviously worried I was going to try and kill myself now.

As I turned to the side, I noticed a little white slip of paper on my dresser that wasn't there before. I got up, picked it up, opened it, and began to read it.

Dear Mads,

I don't know how you're going to feel about all this. Well, I would know, but I'm going to hopefully be dead when you read this.
You're probably curious why this note is here, so that's where I'm going to start. I'm going over to your house later, where I'm going to drop off this note. I know you're oblivious to things right in sight, that's why I'm choosing such an obvious place. I'm only leaving you a note, there's nobody else I can even stand anymore.
Maddie, this isn't your fault in any way. I just couldn't live like this anymore. I want to go on forever over how sorry and selfish I am, but I'm running out of room.
Just to let you know, you'll never be without me. If you need me, just close your eyes and open your heart, and I'll be there, smiling back at you.
I'm sorry,
Chloe

And I broke down into tears for the fifth time that day.

A/N-
To make up for my weaksauce updating, I doubled the size of this chapter for ya. Tbh I have no clue where this story is going, but we'll just cruise along and cross that bridge when we get there. Also sorry about this chapter, I'm really hating it and I dunno why.
Love ya,
Hanna