MARCUS' POV

Thursday, May 1st

She has been in the hospital, completely unresponsive for two weeks now. School has been horrible. Hearing everyone talking about her, it makes me more and more depressed.

After school, I went to visit her. It would be my first time visiting her alone. Noah had the flu.

Doctors try to talk to me about the future, but I know it's not good, so I don't wanna hear it.

The doctors leave the room and I sit beside her.

"Brianna. You have to wake up. You have to wake up so I can yell at you and then comfort you then yell at you some more. Then I would comfort you again. Why did you do this? Why did you hurt me like this? Just wake up and all will be okay."

I sit there, holding her hand, hoping she'd respond.

I wait for like 10 minutes.

"Rose. In your note you told me to find a girl who makes me happy and then to never let her go. Well you're that girl, Rose, and I can't let you go." I say, a tear falling down my face.

ONE MONTH LATER

June 1st, Thursday

I haven't visited Brianna in a month. After that last time, I began to feel anger towards her for her trying to kill herself. I'm not truly angry at her, but I try to mask my sadness with anger.

Noah continues to visit her though. That drew me and him apart. We haven't talked in two weeks.

I go to school that day, and I come home.

My college application responses have come in super late.

They usually come in in April or March but some people didn't send there's in until that time so results are just now coming in.

I look at it. I applied for 7 schools all in Las Vegas and I convinced Brianna to do the same but I guess it doesn't matter now.

I was frustrated because I was reading all the rejections. I was rejected by every school except UNLV and NS (University of Nevada Las Vegas and Nevada state college).

Now I had to decide which one I wanted to go to. I picked UNLV and I decided I wanted to major in English language and literature.

I wanted that major so I could become a writer. Rose didn't know why she wanted to do, so she decided to major in Business administration and management. If she made it. We may never know.

But then my phone rang. It was Noah.

"What?" I answer.

"Bro, Brianna is alive!"

I sit up really straight.

"What? Are you serious?"

"Yeah dude! She's alive and awake. She's confused and still unresponsive but she looks around, she'll look at you when you talk, and she can move."

"How did they find out?"

"A nurse was in there and Brianna's body was heating up and the nurse was trying to see what was wrong. But it turns out she was just getting hot and sweating, and then BRIANNA GOT UP AND TURNED HER PILLOW TO THE COLD SIDE BEFORE LAYING BACK DOWN!"

"And?" I ask. I didn't want to see her.

"The next day, the nurse woke up and Brianna was sitting up. The nurse began asking her questions but she just looked confused. But she gratefully took food. They called me today. They said she is fully responsive. They will be moving her to the psych ward in a few days."

"Well I'm glad she's alive. Bye." I say.

"Don't you wanna visit her?"

"No I'm good. But hey, did you get into UNLV?"

"Yeah I meant to tell you that. Did you?"

"Yeah."

I hung up without saying another word.

Then I laid down, scolding myself for not wanting to see her, but I heard that if you distance yourself from the cause of the sadness, you won't be sad.

But maybe she's not the cause, but being away from her is the cause.

Authors note: hey guys hopefully I'll update tomorrow. This is a short chapter. Do you guys flip your pillow when you get hot? I do. Also I'm in love with this chapter name.