Danger Signs // Demi Lovato // 4

This Is The Big Break

"She took some pills that were laced," Jay's doctor told me, my moms, and Jay's parents and brother.

"What?" I asked.

"Ritalin," he said, everyone looking down. "We haven't been able to determine what it was laced with, but we pumped her stomach and gave her some fluids to clear everything out. You're all very lucky that Rosie acted when she did." This part was mostly directed to Jay's family, but he looked at me at the end. "Immediate family first. She's stable, but I don't want too much stimuli around her right now."

I nodded, sitting down with Demi and Maia. Jordan followed his parents and the doctor to Jay's room.

"She'll be okay," Demi said, holding onto my hand.

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"How are you feeling?" I asked Jay. We were alone after she talked with her family for about thirty minutes.

"Like shit."

"I bet."

"I'm sorry I lied. When you asked me and Jordan if we were taking anything, I was lying. I was still buying from that kid... and... and Jordan told me something. The kid, he's Miles's brother. I had no idea, but I guess he did something to the pills. I don't know, but I'm so sorry. I should have just stopped. I tried, I really did, but I just can't. I don't know what's wrong with me. My-My mom said I'm going to rehab." I could tell this was breaking her heart to admit out loud and tears streaked down her cheeks.

"I'll be with you through it all, okay, I'll stop everything I'm doing to make sure you're okay."

Her eyes widened and her hand squeezed mine. "You can't do that," she exclaimed. "I mean, I want you to be supportive and all that, but you can't just drop your music to focus on me. You'll go crazy."

"I don't know how I'll be able to focus."

"Think of it this way: If I know you're living your life and working on music, I'll be okay. I'm not really looking forward to rehab, but I'll be better knowing you're not spending all your time worrying about me."

I nodded, running my thumb over the back of her hand. The other one had an IV drip stuck under some tape. "You're gonna be okay," I finally said, not taking my eyes off the drip. "And so will I."

She smiled, then yawned. "I love you so much, Rosabella."

I leaned down, gently pressing my lips to hers. "I love you too. Get some sleep. I'll be here when you wake up."