Broken

"MICKKK"

Linda's POV:

It was 11pm. I was lying in bed, alone, staring at the ceiling. I miss Mick so much. But I can't go home not yet. I'm not ready. Lying there in the darkness, makes you think. All of the happy memories came flooding back. 

I picked my phone up as I needed to speak to Mick. Tell him we were okay. Tell him I wanted to come home. 

As I pick up my phone, I notice Mick had text me. He has been ignoring me the past couple of days so to have a text meant the world.

I read the text. He just kept saying sorry and that he loves me. The other day, he told me that if I didn't go home he would do something stupid. Now he's sent me this text saying he's sorry...No. NO! He wouldn't... I rang him but there was no answer. I had to go home. I know he has done something stupid. 

Mick's POV:

The text to Linda had sent. This was it. I never thought it would come to this.

I grabbed a bottle of pills out of the cupboard and walked into the bedroom. Looking around, everything reminded me of L. The woman I have loved since I were a boy. I opened the bottle of pills and took as many as I could. Another pill, another pill. I felt myself getting more and more woozy. I knew this was it. I grabbed L's jumper, wrapped it around me and then I fell..Everything turned black.

Linda's POV:

I caught the next train to Walford. Banging on the doors of the pub, no-one was answering. I kept banging and banging but no-one came. Eventually, Nance came down and answered. She was surprised to see me. I had no time for cuddles. I needed to know where Mick was.

"Where's ya dad?"

"Asleep I think Mum why?"

I frantically ran up the stairs.

"Mum what's happened??"

"MICKKKKKKK" 

"MICKKKKKKKK"

I kept shouting and shouting his name but there was no answer. 

I opened the bedroom door and there he was. On the floor. With my jumper wrapped around him. He was unconscious. I have never seen the man I love like this. He wasn't breathing. I picked up his head and cuddled him. Tears streaming down my face. 

"Nance call an ambulance now!"

"Why..what's..pops? Mum, what's happened?"

"Just ring an ambulance quick"

"Mick. Come on. Your not going anywhere. I'm back now aren't I. I'm sorry I was gone for so long but I'm back. Your not on your own anymore Mick. Mick. Please"

He wasn't responding.

"Mick. Please. Come on. You are not leaving me! You can't leave me"

I started shaking him to try and wake up him. He would not respond. My tears soaked his shirt. I was not about to lose the man I love.

"Nance where's the ambulance?"

"It's on it's way! Mum, is he going to be okay? Pops. Come on. Wake up."

He wouldn't respond to Nance either.

The ambulance turned up.

I was allowed to go in the ambulance with him. Nance followed in the car. I held his hand all the way from the pub to the hospital ward.

Mick Carter was a fighter. He was my fighter. He was not about to give up.

Mick was lying in the hospital bed. The doctors came in.

"Mrs Carter?"

"Yeah..?"

"Mick took an overdose. There were large amounts of painkillers in his system. He's stable for now but we don't know if there has been any lasting damage.."

"When will he wake up?

"We don't know"

I began to cry.

"Thank you Doctor"