Mistreated | The Sequel | Donah Meavey

06

Jonah's pov

When I opened the bathroom door, I couldn't believe my eyes. Daniel was passed out on the floor, an empty little bottle next to him and some pills. Did he..? No way he just...

I froze for a few seconds. Then I ran to him when I got back to reality.

"Daniel." I shook him trying to wake him up even if I knew that it's useless. I checked his breathing and pulse if he's still alive. Thank god he was. He was barely breathing tho and his pulse was weak, but he was alive. "Daniel please." my voice broke and tears started to stream down on my cheeks.

'I have to call the ambulance right now.'

I noticed Daniel's phone on the ground. It was unlocked and a few missed calls showed up on its screen.

'An unknown number. No time to think about that now.'

I quickly dialed 911.

After I told them what's going on, I said them to hurry as much as possible cause I don't know for how long he has been laying here....overdosed.

After I ended the call I returned to Daniel. I carefully and slowly hugged him to my chest while I was crying like crazy.

"Hold on baby..they're gonna be here any second...please don't give up..please don't give up yet." I was crying so hard. I noticed the bandage on his left wrist. What happened here?

I don't know how long it took the ambulance to arrive, but they finally came. They put Daniel an oxygen mask on and did everything needed before he was taken to the hospital.

I was sitting by his side in the ambulance car, holding his hand, crying and praying for him. I can't do anything else for him and it makes me feel useless here. I know I'm not a doctor, but I can't just sit here, watch him dying and do nothing about it.

When we arrived at the hospital, they told me to stay in the waiting room cause they have to pump out his stomach as soon as possible to empty the pills out of his body. I just hope it's not too late. I can't lose him. He's my everything. I swear I can't live without him.

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I was talking with the doctor in front of Daniel's room. It was actually the same doctor whom we had to tell Daniel's story more than a year ago when he was hospitalized here. He's the only one who knows about Ben and everything, besides me and my parents.

He was surprised that this time Daniel is in a worse shape than last time.

"We emptied the medication out of his body. But we gave him some medicine for detoxification. So he's gonna wake up and that's for sure, although we're not sure when. It's up to him." the doctor explained.

"Wait? Oh my goodness." I was impatient of course cause what if he's not gonna wake up. It's gonna be my fault that I found him too late then.

"I'm gonna check on him later." he said and I nodded.

"Thank you." I responded quietly and he walked away. I immediately opened the door on Daniel's room and went over to the side of his hospital bed.

I sat down on the stool there and gently took his hand. He seemed to be sleeping so peacefully, but..on the inside he's destroyed again.

I started to tear up. I had no idea it's actually this bad.

"Why didn't you say anything?" I asked quietly, my voice shaking.

"You told me..yesterday..that there's nothing to worry about..you said you're okay babe..then why?" I let out a sigh.

I put my other hand on his forearm and squeezed it lightly. But then I felt something there.

I slowly turned his arm..I have not expected this coming.

The inner side of his arm was full of cuts.

It shocked me. I just put my hand on my mouth. Then started crying. I was honestly afraid to check his other arm which had the bandage on it before. Now the bandage was gone.

I went for it. I took his hand and slowly turned his arm so I could see. It was even worse. More cuts. Some of them were maybe just a few hours old. His wrist was I guess still bleeding lightly. I started crying even harder.

Suddenly my phone started to ring. It was my mom. I picked it up and literally couldn't help, but break down crying again.

"Oh my gosh Jonah what's wrong? Are you okay?" she panicked.

"Daniel..is in hospital." was the only thing I could tell her, but it was so hard to say that sentence.

"What happened to him?" I could hear that she was about to cry too.

"He...attempted suicide...he overdosed." it was so painful to say that out loud. My mom couldn't say anything for some time.

"Is he okay?" she asked suddenly.

"The doctor said he's gonna wake up, but who knows when. It's up to him....when we arrived they pumped out his stomach..to empty the pills out of his body." I had to stop for a moment cause my voice was shaking.

"Jesus Christ..poor Daniel."

"Now..he's connected to the breathing machine...what if he will never wake up? I'm so worried mom." I said and my eyes started to tear up once again.

"He's gonna get out of it. Trust me honey." she replied, trying to calm me down at least a little bit.

"But..he's in a so much worse shape than he was." I lost it. Tears started to stream down on my face again.