Mental Hospitals

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Calum's POV

Everything happened in slow motion. My best friend that I have never meet, just happens to be my other best friends little sister. Oh crap. And the worst part is, the first time I really see her in person other than on the bus, she is dying on the floor from suicide.

The ambulance showed up about 5 minutes later because the station is right outside the neighborhood. And they took her away.

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Were staring to get really nervous. Michael rode in the ambulance with Emma, so I drove here and right when I got here, they were taking her away and every since then me and Michael have been sitting in the waiting room, waiting for some news. And we have been here for 7 hours. And it's now 10 o'clock at night.

I decided to stop trying to calm Michael down and just rest my eyes. Next thing you know, I'm falling into a deep slumber.

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"Calum, wake up!" I wake up to Michael violently shaking me and the first thing I see is a nurse standing about 3 feet away from us.

"Clifford?" The nurse asks, looking at her clipboard.

"That's me" Michael says as he stands up, me standing up also.

"Emma is still unconscious, but we pumped her stomach and unless something happens, she should be okay." The nurse explained.

Oh thank god. Me and Michael both let out sighs of relief. Even though I only just met her in person and I just learned her name, we are like best friends from those days at the bus stop. I don't know why but I have basically put myself on this mission that I am going to help her and protect her from anything. Even if that anything is herself.

"You" the nurse says, pointing at Michael, "can come visit her now."

"What about me?" I ask in disbelief.

"According to these papers, you aren't immediate family. So sorry, you can't come in the room sir." She said, turning away from me, urging Michael to follow her to the room.

"I'll keep your updated." Michael said to me before he went through the double doors with the nurse and I have to leave the hospital.

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Emma's POV

I wake up in a bright room and I immediately know where I am. I've been here before. And it was for the exact same reason. Damn you Michael. I don't think he realizes that I want to die.

"Good Afternoon Ms. Emma." I hear Dr. Hemmings say. Great him again. Couldn't they give me a new doctor. No. Okay.

"What do you want?" I snapped at him. In case you haven't noticed, I don't like him.

"Now, no need to be mean. I'm just trying to help. I just want you to be safe and alive."

"In case you haven't noticed, I don't want to live so if you don't mind I'll be leaving now.
I try to stand up, but I quickly find out that I am handcuffed to the bed.
"Sorry Em, you can't leave.You just happen to be in the hospital wing of NYMH." he sighed.

"You put me in a mental hospital?"