It was a Monday the worst day of the week. I dragged myself out of bed. Throwing on random clothes I walk out the door to, go to school. I put in my headphone and, started blasting my music. Not looking across the street I, almost got hit by a car. But, I didn't care. What's the point in living anyways? All I feel is pain all the time. And, it won't go away.
The day was passing slowly but, finally it was lunch. Since I stopped eating I had nothing to do. I sat by my locker and, I kept hearing him. He would pass me and my heart would drop. I could feel the tears forming in my eyes.
"Why did I leave him."
I say to myself.
"Make the pain stop"
I say wiping away a tear that fell from my face. He looks so happy. He was walking around talking to his friends laughing. While I was sitting shattered.
"I can't do this anymore."
I whisper. I get up and start walking to my house. At my door I wipe my tears and put on a smile.
"Hey mom"
"Grace what are you doing here?"
"I forgot to take my medication this morning so, I came to take it."
I quickly grab the two bottles of medication.
"Okay."
Mom replied and she starts making food again.
When I got downstairs I grabbed my water and, locked myself in the bathroom.
Last time I took one to many pills and, my heart started beating really fast. So, if I take both bottles it will kill me. I think to myself. I take a deep breath in and out.
"I'm sorry, I love you so much."
I say while thinking of him.
I put one bottle of pills in my mouth. I take them down like nothing. Then the second again, like nothing. I felt relief that all of the pain will be gone soon. I run upstairs leaving the bottles empty.
"Bye mom I'm going back to school."
I didn't think much of it but, I wanted to see him one last time. While walking I felt dizzy.
"It's okay"
I say to myself. Once I got into the school I sat at my locker.
"What's wrong Grace?"
He says to me. Shocked I look at him.
"I did a bad thing."
He looks confused.
"What did you do?"
He asks. I stand up and hug him.
"I took two bottles of pills."
I say hugging him tight. I didn't want to let go of him. Finally I felt okay. Finally the pain stopped. But he pulled me away.
"Grace are you serious."
He looked worried. I nodded
"You have to get to the hospital"
He says pushing me towards the door.i shook my head no.
"If you don't go I'll talk to a teacher and get you there."
He voice started cracking. I smile for some reason.
"I'll be okay."
The bell rings and I go to my class. I hug him one last time.
"I love you."
I say before walking away. While sitting in the class I felt really dizzy. Knowing what was to come I, ask to go get a snack. The teacher says yes so, I walk to the fridge. Stumbling I just reach it. I grab a snack and feel sick so I go to the bathroom. When I opened the door I dropped. My legs were to weak to hold myself up. I was to weak to do anything, I couldn't even pick up my phone. Pulling myself I sit on the toilet. My head drops to my knees. I felt so bad. But at the same time I was happy because, the pain would be gone. I would go in and out of it. It was so hard to keep my eyes open.
It was like I could see myself from out of my body. I was dying and I could feel it.Then I saw my little sister Amber. She was alone and crying. As was my mom and dad. They were broken. Almost as much as I was. Then I saw my friend Pierce crying.
"What am I doing"
I think. I can't leave them.
I use everything I have to grab my phone and, text my mom.
"I took all my pills."
I text my mom.
"What?"
she replies. I say it again and drop my phone. I hear her text again but, I can't pick up my phone. A few minutes later I hear.
"Grace Christie to the office please Grace Christie."
The office was calling me. I start dragging myself out of the bathroom. Pulling myself up I walk out the door. Once I get to the corner I see my dad.
"Grace why would you do this."
His voice was cracking. I drop and he catches me. Him and another teacher start dragging me to the car. I remember sitting in the car driving to the hospital. I couldn't hold my mouth open. And my eyes closed. Then it goes to me in a hospital bed.
"Grace where are you?"
A doctor says and I open my eyes. I look around. I was surrounded by doctors.
"Hospital"
I push out. She nods.
"How many pills did she take."
The doctors asked my dad.
"I don't know Cindy texted me and, told me what she did. So I picked her up."
I could see myself laying in the bed. I try and pick up my fingers and I hold up two.
"You took two pills?"
I shook my head no. Then my mom comes running in crying. I look at her. The next thing I know I'm being hooked up to, a bunch of wires.
"Okay Grace we are going to give you a IV don't move"
I feel needles going into my skin.
"We can't find a vein"
A doctor says as, another one looks on my other arm.
"Got one!"
Another needle goes into my arm. My body was letting go and I could feel it.
"Grace wake up!"
I would hear as people were shaking me. Not even knowing my eyes close again. I was shook again.
"Every time she falls asleep her heart rate drops."
One doctor says.
"Grace you have to stay awake or you'll die"
Another one says. I try to stay awake but I can't my eyes keep shutting. I would have hallucinations. I would think that I'm awake when I wasn't.
"Grace wake up"
I heard my little sister say. I open my eyes and look at her. I try to push out the words.
"Get her out of here"
But I couldn't... I didn't want Amber seeing me like this. She shouldn't see her sister dying. The words wouldn't come out. I look over and see my auntie.
"You have to stay awake okay Gracie?"
She says. I smile,she's the only one who calls me Gracie. The next thing I knew my shirt was being removed. And more wires were being put on me. All of a sudden my body started hurting a lot. Like fire was going through my body. I had to move. I start kicking and hitting.
"You have to stay still"
A doctor says to me.
"I can't"
I replied. And I continue to move around.
"Stop"
I ignore and keep moving. The pain got worse when I stopped.
"Hold her down"
Then four doctors grabbed my limbs and held me to the bed. I started screaming but no one could hear it. The pain was bad but not as bad as before. It wasn't as bad as the pain I went through everyday. After what seemed like hours it stopped.
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A sad love story
Non-FictionThis is my love story. Based on a true story. I won't be using a name for the guy.