Our Paradise// a.b X r.l // Completed

Knock, Knock

(Andy's POV) 

I started walking back and forth outside Remington's hotel room. 

"Remington..." I said calmly. Lightly knocking on the door. I heard nothing in return. 

"Remington.. please let me in." I begged him. But once again. I got nothing in response. Water started flooding below the front door, which sounded like it was from the bathtub. With dissolved pills mixed within. So many things were circling through my head. Could he be dead? Did he try to commit suicide? I needed to push those thoughts out and take action. Pulling a bobby pin from the back of my black hair. Bending it open I jiggled it in the key hole until the a green light flashed showing me that it was open. I ran, my combat boots splashing in the water. I open the cracked bathroom door to see him. Remington. There. His body lifeless against the bathtub. I turn the hotel shower on to the coldest setting. Holding his body under it. Splashing it in his face recklessly. 

"C'mon baby please wake up!" I scream while the water hits my hair, and the rest of my body. Sebastian comes into the bathroom. 

"What the fu--" 

"Call 911!" I interrupted. He pulled out his small iPhone from his back pocket. Dialing the numbers faster than I've ever seen. 

"Hello my brother Remington Leith he's overdosed. I don't know what he took but his boyfriend is running him under cold water please just help, we're at the Hamptons Hotel!" He yelled into the phone. His voice began to trail off as he was running out of the hotel room to get Emerson. 

"C'mon baby, Remington, please please wake up." I shouted louder. Our bodies became drenched in water. His hand twitches while it was interlocked with mine. 

"That's it. C'mon baby please wake up!" I just kept screaming. My eyes began to tear up. Or maybe it was the water. But I felt like hot streams were coming out of my eyes.  

"Emerson! Nothing is working!" I shout. "Emerson? Sebastian?! Somebody please help!" I kept on screaming. His lifeless body still in my arms. 

I kept walking in circles in the hospital lobby. I haven't gotten any information and it has been an hour and a half since they took him in. Sebastian is in the hospital room with him. While Emerson is sitting on his phone. I look over and see that he's just repeating everything the doctor's telling him. 

"Andy sit down." Emerson tells me in a soft tone. 

"This is my fault, I shouldn't of listened to the boys and gone out with them and drank. I never drink anymore, I haven't in six months. I shouldn't of left him alone, I should've came to his show." 

"Enough." He tells me. Almost shouting at me. I looked at him with wide eyes. 

"He might've lost his life because of me." I said sitting down in the chair next to him. My hair still wet, but i had thrown on sweatpants and a tee shirt before I drove here.