Nick POV
You don't expect these types of things to happen in your life. There are times that you hear about it in the news, or sometimes online. But never, do you expect to be affected by it yourself.
The moment Olivia got that call telling us Demi was in the hospital and that she tried to kill herself, i broke. I had so much anger and fear built up inside me that i just broke down. The hot, salty tears came flooding down my cheeks and dripped off my chin continuously. Joe put his arm around shoulder but as soon as he did that i flung my arms around him and let out a gut wrenching sob that tore through my chest. I could feel Joe's chin trembling. This was the Joe i missed. The one who protected me and assured me that everything was going to be okay.
I could hear Olivia whimpering behind us. That's when i snapped back into reality. Demi needs us. She needs to know that she is loved and that we will be here for her through everything. I took a step back from Joe who was looking up at the ceiling, trying to stop the drops falling from his eyes. He was trying to be strong, and for that i was grateful since i was weak right now.
"We should probably start heading to the hospital." i choked out. "I'll drive."
"Nick i'm driving" Joe stated "Your in no condition to drive and i'm the most stable out of the three of us"
I nodded and then the three of us went out to the car and headed to the hospital. On the way Olivia called Demi's parents and told them what happened. They said they were going to get the next fllight over, which was in a couple of hours.
Once we arrived at the hospital, we went to the desk and asked where Demi was. She told us she was in a ward on the second floor. We went up to the second floor and asked what room Demi was in so we could go and see her.
"She's in room 219 but i'm afraid you're going to have to wait a couple of hours before you can go in. Visiting hours are at 11am till 8pm and it's currently..." she looked down at her watch "...9:20am"
"Will we just wait in the waiting room?" Olivia whispered.
"Yeah just take a seat, or you can go and come back at 11" she replied giving her a small smile. Joe and Olivia went over and took a seat.
"Do you know if she's okay?" i asked putting my hand through my hair. She searched something up on her computer.
"I honestly don't know. She's currently getting a psych evaluation and once that's been done, we'll know if she is actually okay."
"Thank you" i muttered.
Time was going by very slowly. I thought getting lost in my thoughts would make time fly by, but apparently not in this situation. The three of us sat in silence. Nobody knew what to say. What are you supposed to say in a situation like this? I looked at Joe beside me, he was almost falling asleep. I don't blame him though, we've had a rough night. He probably didn't sleep a lot last night after seeing Demi for the first time since they broke up. I gave him a nudge and then he stood up.
"I'm going to go get some coffee" he said, his eyes looking downcast "Do you guys want anything?". I shook my head as did Olivia, he gave us a small smile, his eyes showing no emotion.
He walked away down the hall, leaving me and Demi's aunt sitting alone. "I think she needs to get professional help" i blurted out. She turned to face me and nodded her head in agreement. "I just don't want to see her doing this to herself anymore. When the rest of her family come i think we should all have an intervention with her and then send her away to get help." i continued.
"There's actually a treatment centre not that far from here for woman who struggle with addictions, we should get her in there." Olivia told me as more tears began to roll down her face. "A friend of mine actually went there to get help for an alcohol addiction and now she's a new woman. She hasn't had a drink of alcohol in over a year." She smiled proudly at the thought.
The thought of Demi getting better made my heart flutter. She could finally live her life being healthy and happy.
I looked up at the clock. 10:57.
It was almost time to see her. There was a part of me that really wanted to see her, to make sure she's okay, but another part of me was scared to see her.
Once Joe was back we went to the desk and asked again if we could go in. "Only two people at a time" the woman said.
"I'll wait out out here" Joe spoke "She probably won't want to see me anyway"
"You can come in later" i said putting my hand on his shoulder. "She'll want to see you. I know even after what you did, you still care about her, and she still cares about you too."
"Okay" he whispered "Just come and get me when you're done."
I nodded and took a deep breath before heading into the room with Olivia. I really didn't know what to expect, but after what has happened today, i don't think it will be good.
