Finding Myself

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Brianna's POV:

As i was watching the ceiling fan spin round and round above me my phone started vibrating. Indicating I had a call. I rolled over towards my nightstand picking it up and looking at the caller ID. My eyes widened as I saw his name flash across my screen. I dont know if I should answer it or not. But I had a gut feeling that I should.

So I answered it. I waited for him to say something. But all I heard was quiet but heavy breathing. Then I heard him choke out help and the phone fall against the floor.

I sit up quickly "Noah? Noah are you okay?" I say panicking but no answer. I hang up with him while running downstairs and calling 911.

"Hello this is 911 what is your emergency?" "Um...hello...my friend um Noah Centineo just called me but he seemed to have passed out because um he um chocked out a help then the line went silent. " I said hyperventilating a bit. "Okay okay hun calm down. What is the address" I tell them the address and she tells me to stay on the phone with her and to go ahead and drive over to the house so I can realease the information.

I do as I am told and drive to Noah's. The lady keeps talking to me trying to keep me distracted. I guess so I don't go into full on panic mode. I get to the house before the emergency squad and I let myself in knowing he didn't lock the door.

I run all over the house trying to find him but with no luck downstairs I make my way upstairs. His door is shut so I prepare myself for what I'm about to walk in on and grip onto the door knob. I slowly turn the knob bracing myself. Finally I open the door and find a passed out Noah sprawled out on the floor. His room is a mess stuff thrown everywhere.

I make my way over to him and see a picture lying on his chest so I kneel next to him picking up the picture frame and turning it over. I bout passed out myself when I saw it was a picture of us when we were happily together.

"Oh Noah what happened love" i lay my head on his chest and wrap my arms around his body. He didn't look well. His face was pale his breathing was now slow and he a deep cut on his head where he had fallen.

The rescue squad came in and quickly removed me from him and starting to load him up onto the strecher. I started to walk with them but an officer stopped me.

"Hi. What's your name?" He asked "Brianna Whitesides" he nods jotting it down "girlfriend or any relation with Noah" I shake my head no sadly "he's my ex" he nods "so what happened here Ms. Whitesides?" "Um I don't really know he called me and said help then the phone went silent. When I got here he was on the floor and he had a cut on his head" he nods again. "Okay well we are going to have to investigate here. So we have more of an understanding what happened" I nod "can I go with him?" The cop nods and let's me go.

I run out of the house getting in my car and following the ambulance to the hospital. When we get there the load him out of the back and rush him into the hospital. They tell me to wait out in the waiting room.

So as I wait I call his family and let them know what is going on. And that I'm not entirely sure what happened.

I call Sarah and Piper as well. And everyone said that they are on the way over.

A couples hours later everyone is sitting in the waiting room waiting on news about Noah.

I sat wondering if I would've just stayed and heard him out this wouldn't have happend. He would've been fine. We would probably be watching a movie right now instead of sitting in the hospital waiting and waiting.

I couldn't help but think this was all my fault and I'm the reason he is the hospital.

I clench my hands together and close my eyes shut trying to calm myself down from the painful thoughts I was having.

He's here because of you Brianna. Your the reason he's in the hospital. Your the reason why all these people had to come here so late at night. Kept replying in my head I excuse myself from the rest of the group going to the bathroom.

As soon as the door shuts behind me I let the emotions run out of me. My body trembling as I cried I slid down onto the ground holding my knees close to me. My panic attacks have gotten worse since Noah and I have been apart.

But this one was different it hurt physically and emotionally. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest, my heading pounding and the blood being drawn out of my hands as my fingers digged into them.

I was in a full blown panic attack when Piper walked in. She quickly ran over to me engulfing me in her arms. "Bri it's gonna be alright babygirl shh" she said quietly and soothingly. Soon after Sarah walked in and quickly sitting beside us and rubbing my back the two girls sat with me for what felt like hours trying to get me to calm down.

"Hey Bri. I know this is all a bit stressful but I have faith in Noah that he will pull from this" Sarah said softly tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "It's all my fault" I said In a whisper as I sniffled "hey no it's not babygirl don't say that" Piper said softly "but it is guys! I'm the reason when I found him he was hugging our picture and the whole room was a wreck" they both sigh "maybe he was just starting to feel things that he hasn't let himself feel since he left you. Maybe seeing you made him realize what he lost. But it's not your fault. He hurt you" I just nod. I stand up wiping my tears away hugging them and thanking them for being the best friends ever.

They nod and smile we all walk out and see the family talking to the doctor. I rush over and listen...

Let's just say it's worse then what I had originally thought...