Cuts.

b e l t .

"oh my gosh, andrea please be okay. oh god. please wake up."

a panicked voice reached her ears as she opened her eyes.

nash was carrying her as he was running towards the nurses office.

"damn it." he muttered as her working hours were over.

he looked to his left and right making sure no one was there to see. as it was confirmed he took out a pair of keys from behind a plant.

andrea wondered how he knew it was there, but shook it off.

he entered in the nurses office and laid her down.

"oh. your awake. that's good."

she nodded, but in reality she was hoping he would have left her there. that she'd die like that. in no pain, she wasn't conscious, and it wasn't a pretty terrible way to go. there could have been worst.

"hold on, let me get the emergency kit from mr.sanchez's room."

she nodded, but as he left she felt cold. she felt alone. she felt like it wasn't worth waiting to be recovered. she thought...

why not end it all now?

she looked around for anything to use. nothing was really available so she went to the lost and found basket.

a belt.

she looked at its black leather and silver metal. it would be painful, but she didn't mind.

she started to make a loop with the belt to put her head through.

she put the rope up and it hung there in front of her. she stared at it, as if it was challenging her to step off the chair. to step off and end it.

she put her head through the rope, on her tippy toes, underneath a chair.

just one step.

she began to tremble. her body shaking as if she was in fear. she couldn't go through with it.

just then her phone went off. making her jump in fright, the ringing filled the silenced room, and the sound of a chair falling.