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the note; part 2(14.)

[Dan]

please be alive

that's all i can think of, i need you, Amelia.
they won't let me see you, i called your family and explained the situation
they told me to fuck off

i'm currently pacing, and going through withdrawals
if being through this pain to stay with you is what it takes, i'll do it.

i need you.

-
[Tyler]

i'm in the emergency room, waiting for you to come out or for the doctor to, Dan went to the bathroom, it's obvious he's going through withdrawals, he was crying and begging for me to come earlier, saying you found his stash and all you gave him was a crummy note that didn't give much information at all of why you decided to try to o/d.

(a/n: yes; i meant for the note to be blunt and not explain Amelia's reasons very well)

i know why you did it, you called me crying, telling me that you found Dan's stash of drugs

he had been abusing you when he was high, and you said you knew something was up, since Dan is very sensitive. you also said he wouldn't remember hurting you, so you knew that he was doing some type of drug.

you told me you couldn't take it anymore, then hung up.

i didn't think you'd do that.

"excuse me?" a doctor had walked in the room, "where is Mr. Howell?"

"i'm his close friend," i explained, "he told me you could tell me the information on Amelia, he wasn't feeling well so he went to the restroom."

the doctor nodded.

"Amelia will be fine, she wasn't dead when Mr. Howell found her, so she was saved before it was too late, I'm guessing you're Tyler Oakley?" the doctor questioned

"Yes, I am, why?" I replied, worried and furrowed my eyebrows.

"She asked to talk to you, Mr. Oakley." he said

"Please take me to her, i know why." i told him. the doctor nodded, and we walked to through the pale white hospital hall, the floor was a pale white as well, with random pink and blue bits as decoration, and the walls were as white as paper. there were random pictures in frames of the hospital when it was first made.

"This is the room," the doctor moved his hand, gesturing to go inside
"thank you." i reply and walk in, closing the door.

"Tyler," you croaked. "where is dan? is he upset?" you opened up your arms out.

i walked over to you and hugged you. "he's in the bathroom, he's going through withdrawals, he's getting off of drugs for you." i replied.

you looked tired but smiled, your skin was about as pale as paper, and you had bags under your eyes, and you had a hickey on your collarbone, which was showing because of the position you were in, and your hospital gown was slid down a little.

"yes, we still have sex, but sometimes he slaps me" you whispered, your eyes glassed over. "it's easy to tell when he gets high, do you know who got him into drugs?" your voice was so quiet, i had to get closer to you.

"who?" i asked, sitting next to your bed.

"do you remember Amber?" your eyes weren't looking at me, they were staring off at the distance, your knees were to your chest.

"Amber, from Dan's university?" I questioned, putting my hand over yours, comforting you. You took my hand and relaxed, laying down back in the bed.

"yes. she started coming over more," you looked up at the ceiling, and kept talking. "and i noticed she was always acting odd, i hated it, and i know he thought her as the ugliest bitch alive, so i wondered why the hell he would keep inviting her over"

"she sold him drugs"

i just nodded and squeezed her hand, consoling her quietly.

"i didn't want this, Tyler." you blurt out, tears flowing from the corners of your eyes. "i didn't think he'd put me through all this, but there's something that always leads me back to him."

i was speechless.

"Amelia, i miss Phil everyday." I tell you. "I wish he would just admit his wrongs"

You shrugged, and rubbed your eyes with your free hand.

"Can i see him?" you whispered quietly. "i think it's time to explain the note."

"of course" i replied. i missed your hand and walked to the door. "be right back; i'm not leaving you alone with him"

"i'm okay with that" you replied, and sunk into the hospital bed.

i walked back into the lobby and to the bathroom, Dan was on the floor twitching.
"She wants to see you," I told him. "I'm not leaving you alone with her, though."

"Tyler, I can't, I'm n-not in the correct state-"

"now, you pussy, she understands you're going through withdrawals" i replied. "you've been such a pussy your whole life, Dan. c'mon."

Dan got up, his face red, and went to the sink washing his face off with cold water and dried it with a paper towel, and ruffled his hair

i hated that you love him so much, Amelia. He's a dick and he's a pussy. it's hard to be both.

i led him to your room, and walked inside with him, and i closed the door behind him.

"sit down" you said to us, Dan sat down in the chair i was sitting in before i left your room to get him. i sat on the other side of your hospital bed.

"say it, Daniel" you said, blankly.

you never used to call him Daniel. You said it didn't fit him, but after he cheated you started to call him that more.

"Amelia-" Dan started, but you interrupted. "No. Don't 'Amelia' me, say it."

"I hit you when i'm high. I don't control my emotions well. there. i said it" Dan choked up, tears running down his face.

"this is your last chance, Dan, if you fuck it up, and i'm leaving you." was all you said.

"Alright. I understand 'lia"

"good, because this time i'm serious, i'm not sorry about what i did.

i wrote the note because i couldn't stand you always on drugs, i can't take the abuse, mental and physical, understand? no more drugs, and i don't want any druggies in our apartment anymore."

Dan nodded, mumbling a "okay" and buried his head in his hands.

"good. get out" was all you said, turning over towards me and passing out, exhausted.

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