Betting is bad for your Heart.

Chapter 13- Silas

The first three days after seeing that video of Declan and Damon was the hardest. I saw Declan everywhere. Bumped into him in the hall at the house every day. I would just run past him and down the stairs to safety. I stayed with Taylor at school and she would tell me if he was anywhere in sight and we would go the other way. We ate outside at lunch and I got a ride to and from school by his parents. The next three days were easier. He left before anyone else was up and stayed in his room after school. He kept his head down at school and didn't even notice me at all. He looked sick and I was worried about him but he hurt me so bad.

He told me he loved me and would protect me. Then he goes off and is with Damon. From the video it looked like that was not the first time or last and he said awful things about me they both did. Did he ever care about me? He seemed to when he worried about me in the hospital. When he got me to live with him. When he would kiss me. Was it all a lie? I woke up this morning still feeling upset but not as much. Maybe I will talk to him and see what he has to say. Maybe he loves Damon also and didn't know what to do. My phone beeped letting me know I had a notification. I turned my phone on and saw it was a streaming video from Declan. I furrowed my brow and clicked open. It was him in his car. He looked really sick. Tired. Then he started to talk.

I was getting scared with every word he was saying. He kept stopping and wiping his eyes. Then stopping because it looked like he was having a hard time talking, breathing. My heart was racing, I was freaking out. Then he stopped for a minute, dropping his phone. I was about to run out of the room when I heard him whisper.

"Goodbye Silas, I love you." I started crying hysterically. That's when his parents ran into the room and grabbed me.

"We have to go find him. He is in his car. Might be at the school. Let's go. Oh my baby boy." She was screaming as we ran out of the house and into the car. She got on the phone and called the police, sending them a copy of the video and needing an ambulance to meet at the school parking lot.

"What have I done. What have I done?" I was repeating over and over again. "It's all my fault. I should have listened to him. I should have paid more attention like he did with me. What have I done?" I couldn't stop crying.

"Hush Silas. It's all our faults. None of us would listen to him. He tried over and over and we didn't want to listen. We thought he really fucked up. But it was all of us." His mom cried as his father concentrated on the road. We finally pulled into the school parking lot. Ambulance right behind us. We found his car and stopped abruptly behind it. I ran out, almost falling and scrambled to his door. I yanked it open and found him barely breathing, slumped between the seats.

"Oh god Declan." I pulled him up and into my chest kissing his head. "Please be alright. Please. I love you." I screamed as the ambulance men pulled me away from him and pulled him out and onto a stretcher. I watched crying as they put him in the ambulance.

"Go with him Silas." She said pushing to the door and helping me climb in. I moved to his side and held his hand as they worked on him. When we got to the hospital they made me wait for his parents and sat me in a seat where I sat crying until they showed up.

I was going to lose him. What have I done? Why didn't I listen? I ran to the trash can and threw up just as his mom and dad showed up. She ran to me and rubbed my back trying to make me feel better.

We waited hours for the doctor when he finally came out. Concern on his face. This wasn't good.

"Well he was very dehydrated and malnourished. He was sleep deprived and his pulse is very low right now. He is on an iv and we have a feeding tube in him trying to get him all the nutrients he needs. We have to wait and see what happens. Some of his vital organs began to shut down which is what made him finally pass out. Watching that video I am surprised he was able to do it that long." We all were crying by the time he stopped talking.