HELPLESSLY // MITCHEL CAVE

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T/W: mention of suicide attempting and sexual assault
*4am*
It was late, or I guess you could say early. But I definitely haven't slept. All I can think about is that kiss. I've been writing songs about it. I sighed.

(T/W) I lit my phone up to see a text from my mom. I opened it up. "Hey sweetie, it's late but I figured I would tell you that Sylvia is in the ER. She almost over dosed on pills. Don't know if it was on purpose. I'm not asking you to come see her but I wanted to tell you...she's in pretty critical condition. Keep your hopes up. Love you xo"
(T/W over)

I immediately started bawling. Sylvia was my sister. She had a history with depression and drugs. She has a son and a husband, negativity gets the best of you sometimes I guess.

I couldn't stop crying. My sister was my only friend for the longest time. She's my rock. I took a deep breath and got out of my bunk. I tip toed to the front and sat. I debated what to do. Family was first, I had to go see her. Even if it was just for a day to make sure she's okay. This was where I'm happy not to mention this is work. My photography.

I tried to stop crying but I was scared. Out of the blue Mitchel came into the room. He rushed to my side once seeing my state. "Hey hey hey what's going on? I heard you get up I've been awake too."He pulled me into his chest. All I could do was sob even more.

"My sister."I managed to choke out. He rubbed my back and rocked me back and forth.

"Shh, it's okay. Whatever happened it's okay. You're okay."He whispered in my ear. I took a deep breath trying to pull myself together so I could explain what's going on.

"My sister, she's in the ER. She almost overdosed on pills, they don't know if she's gonna make it. I have to go see her even if it's for a few days. She was my best friend growing up."I finally said. I felt his body break in sympathy.

"I'll come with you."He immediately said. I looked up at him with wide eyes.

"Tour though. You're kind of the lead singer of a band."I reminded him. He chuckled.

"I know but we have all today and tomorrow, be back in time for the show. You shouldn't have to be alone dealing with this."He sat me up to look at him. I sighed.

"I thought you wanted to go see stuff."I said as he wiped one of my tears.

"Turns out Boulder isn't super fun. Besides there will be other times I'm sure. You're more important."He did his best to make me feel good. I reluctantly gave in to his offer.

"You're the best."I hugged him. He smiled and buried his head in my neck. I kissed his cheek when we pulled away. I grabbed my computer to book a flight.

"You should start packing incase there's an early flight. I'll call some people who may have connections to airlines."He suggested. I nodded and went to get my shit together. I texted my mom that I'm coming home on the next flight.

Lucky for us we had just gotten to boulder in the past hour. Our driver was staying in a hotel. I took a few deep breaths and did my best to think positive about the whole thing. She's survived this before...but if she dies her son is gonna need a mom and I'm the closest he could get.

I zipped up my suitcase, I hadn't unpacked much in the first place since I'd only been here for two days. "Okay, we've got be at the airport in an hour. Our flight leaves at 6:30."Mitchel came to me with half a smile. I threw my arms around him being as grateful as a person with a dying sister could be. He hugged me tightly.

"Are you sure about this?"I asked him. He immediately nodded.

"If I didn't go I'd spend the whole time worrying about you here, nobody should have to go through grief alone."He tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear. I smiled. He really had a heart of gold.