Chapter 6

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Crizzea's POV

I woke up annoyingly because of my fucking phone beside me. Who the hell is calling me in 3:34 in the morning? I took the phone lazily and read the caller's id.

'Dein'

I answer the phone hesitantly.

(on the phone)

Me:

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG, ALYSS DEIN? WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME THIS EARLY?

Dein:

I need your help like what the fuck!

Me:

What do you mean?

Dein:

Can you at least help us?

Me:

Why? What happened?

Dein:

Melanie! Melanie is - is!

Me:

STRAIGHT TO THE POINT, DEIN!

Dein:

She - her - HER ASTHMA IS ATTACKING AGAIN! PLEASE MAKE IT FASTER! PLEASE! HELP US! WE CAN'T MAKE IT WITHOUT YOU GUYS! SHE'S NOW UNCONSCIOUS AND THEY BRING HER TO THE NEAREST HOSPITAL!

Me:

I'll be there, okay? We will go at your room and also wait for us!

Dein:

It's okay! They're now at the hospital and I am left with Irene and Liannah!

Me:

Huh? Why?

Dein:

You know! Were watching the two heavy sleepers, Friannah and Moraille!

Me:

Ah! Right! I'll hang up already!

(ended)

I ended the call directly without waiting for her response. I harshly shake , Sandra, who is beside me, I shake her for to wake up.

And, she really woke up but mad.

Sandra - What's  your problem? Why are you waking me up this early?
Me - Let's wake the others up! Melanie has been attack by her asthma, again!
Sandra - WHAT?

She got up actively from the bed and is shock knowing what happened.

Sandra - WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? LET'S WAKE THE OTHERS!

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