You're all i need||Hemmings

Luke

A/N This is taking place on the day of Chloe's suicide attempt. 
 

I cant believe how perfect Chloe is.It's almost scary.It's like she was made just for me. But let's get real, she'll never want me. I mean she's so amazing and sweet and beautiful and I'm just little me.Everyone picks Michael over me, so there's never really a point in trying.

I look at my phone for what feels like the 50th time in the past minute. Chloe still hasn't texted me back. I wonder if she's okay. I text Samantha and Michael and tell them I can't get Chloe to answer.Samantha started freaking out and said she'd be round in 10 minutes  to pick me up.

I threw on my shoes and ran outside, worried something may be wrong with Chloe. When Samantha finally got here, she looked as though she'd been crying.That  didn't give me much hope that Chloe was just asleep and was forgetting to reply.

I jumped into the back of Samantha's car and she raced to Chloe's. I was surprised no body pulled us over with the way she was driving honestly. But we made it to Chloe's house safely. It wasn't until we stopped,that I noticed Michael sitting next to Samantha. He must have been there the whole time since we didnt stop anywhere.

Samantha and I leap out of the car with Michael following close behind. Samantha bangs on the door harshly for about 5 minutes before a woman in her mid 40's answers looking at Samantha as if she was crazy. Samantha simply glares at her and shoves her out of the way, grabbing  Michael and me. She drags us behind her up a flight of stairs at the end of a hall. She stops at the first door on her right and tries to open it,but it's locked. Huffing, she shoves Michael and me out of the way and she lifts her foot with her big black combat boots, kicking on the door three or four times. It finally bursts open and we see Chloe.

Lying on the ground, her arms have blood pooled around them and she's out cold with a bottle of sleeping pills next to her. I run to her side and pull her head into my lap and scream her name only to be met with the silence. She's breathing, but it's very slow and shallow. I can barely hear Samantha frantically screaming into her cellphone talking to the 911 operator, no doubt saying that her best friend is dying and we need help.I can't say anything.I can't move. I'm too stuck in my own personal hell. A world with out Chloe.

I didn't notice help had arrived until Chloe was being pulled from my arms and put on a gurney, two men wheeling her out of the room. I rushed behind them . I didn't want to leave her side till she woke up and maybe not even then. I never wanted her to be alone.

I felt someone grab my shoulder as I tried to get into the ambulance with her, "Sir, I cant let you do that." The lady said I heard Samantha come out and start screaming at the woman, "YOU LET HIM RIDE WITH HER GODDAMNIT HE LOVES HER!"

The woman looked scared for her safety so she simply nodded and allowed herself to be bullied into breaking the rules. I climbed in the back and grabbed Chloe's hand, both of her arms now being completely white with bandage from wrist up and elbow down. I felt the breath catch in my throat.

I held her hand till we got to the hospital, then she was ripped away from me once again.I followed them just as I had before but this time I couldn't stay with her. I had to wait in the waiting room watching them take her away. I finally let out the sobs, I didn't realize I had been holding in.I kept whispering "Please be okay...I love you Chloe, you have to be okay..."