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I bust the door open, "Jack!" I yell, but he's nowhere to be found. My eyes scan the room. The bathroom! He has to be there.

I knock, my heart racing, "Jack, you in here?" I cry out but still no answer, so I decide to get in. When I walk in, I feel like the ground is about to sweep me off my feet.

"Jack? Jack? Wake up! Oh God please wake up," I hold his face, crying.

He's lying on the floor, an empty box of sleeping pills in his hand, since most of them are in his system and on the bathroom floor. And there's blood on the floor too. Slowly, I grab his hand, turning it around. There are some cuts on it but thankfully, not deep enough to make him bleed out.

Shit shit shit. What do I do? Call 911? I search for my phone in my bag, which takes me longer than intended, since my hands are all shaky from shock. Finally, I find it, quickly dialing 911.

"Come on, pick up," I cry out as the phone rings. I hold Jack's hand, telling him it'll all be okay.

"911, what's your-" "I'M EMMA DAVIS AND MY FRIEND JACK OVERDOSED. HE'S 21," I interrupt the woman on the other side of the line, crying.

"Where are yo-" "NYU. Dorm number is...uh 22!" I interrupt her again. I really I got the number right.

"Okay Emma, I need you to stay calm. I'm sending help on your way. But you will have to make the victim throw up and make sure they don't choke on their own puke. And I will ask you to report back and not hang up. Do you understand?" The woman asks and I quickly shove my fingers down Jack's throat.

Soon enough he gags and throws up on the floor, next to him. "I did it!" I scream happily. "That's great-" "Jack!" I interrupt the woman again, hugging Jack. He doesn't hug me back, since he kind of can't. He's completely out of energy.

"Help is coming," I smile, hugging him still. "You're so stupid!" I cry out, "do you know how scared I was? Scared I was going to lose you!" I cry into his shoulder.

'I-I'm sorry-" his head falls back on the floor.

"Jack!?" I scream. No no no this is not happening! Oh god let this be a dream.

"What's wrong?" The woman on the phone asks me.

"I-I-He just collapsed back on the floor!" I tell her and she assures me, help will arrive soon. And it does. They lay him down on a carrier and put him into an ambulance, parked next to a familiar black car.

"Can I come with?" I ask, and the guy nods.

I hold Jack's hand and cry through the entire ride.

When we arrived to the hospital, they made me wait outside.

While waiting for the doctor, I see 2 familiar faces. "Emma?" Louise says, walking up to me. I get up, wiping my tears and hug her. Then, I hug Bob too, who looks terrified. I mean, can you blame him?

"Are you okay sweetie? Have they told you any news about our Jack?" Louise grabs my hand and I shake my head, unable to speak.

Just as we were about to sit down and sink into our seats, a doctor comes out. "Jack will be okay," he says and we all smile and hug each other.

"But, he will have to stay in the hospital for 2 days and have to go see a therapist once a week," he says and turns around to leave. But he stops and looks at us, "oh and you can go see him. He's asleep right now," and with that the doctor leaves.

We look at each other, "you go first, I can wait," I smile to them and sit down. Louise tries to convince me to go see him first, but I insist.

15 minutes pass, which felt like 15 hours, but they're finally back. Louise looks sad, "he's in a bad mood right now. I think we asked too many questions. But I just want to know why he did it," she sighs and I hug her.

"I'll let you know if he tells me anything," I lie. She smiles and leaves with Bob.

I sigh, slowly walking to his room. The door is closed, so I knock. "Go away, mom!" He says and I open the door. "Mom didn-" "oh." Is all he says when I give him a weak smile.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were-" "it's okay," I cut him off and he nods slowly.

I sit down, next to his bed. The walls are painted white. I always hated hospitals and the way they looked. So dull. Just white everywhere. So lifeless.

"So, how are-" "why?" I sigh, grabbing his bed and cutting him off again. His gaze travels down, resting on his lap. I know he's ashamed of it. But I want to know what made him do what he did.

"I don't know," he says quietly.

"Bullshit!" I raise my voice, standing up. He hushes me, grabbing my hand, which calms me down a bit. I really am angry at him, but even now, his touch calms me down.

I sit back down and he scoots over in his bed, tapping the empty space next to him. "Lay with me?" He asks and without question, I do as he says. We end up falling asleep on the hospital bed.

"Ma'am," a voice echoes in my head.

"Ma'am?" It says again, feeling a hand on my shoulders.

"Shhh," I murmur, pushing it away.

"Ma'am I need you to leave. Jack needs to have a check up," the voice says and I finally open my eyes. Shit. Jack.

I still don't know why he did it. He'll tell me though. I'm sure of it. If he won't tell me by himself, I'll make him. I just, never thought he'd do it. It terrifies me. What if he'll do it again? And I won't be there to save him. No one will. I don't know what I'd do. What his parents would do. What everyone that loves him would do.

I nod at the nurse and look at Jack, who has his arm wrapped around my waist, while sleeping. He looks unbelievably adorable, smirking in his sleep. I wonder what he's dreaming of. I catch myself staring at him, while the nurse waits for me to move my ass.

I apologize and leave.

"You'll soon be with your boyfriend, don't worry," the nurse says, as I'm leaving. I turn around, wanting to tell her we aren't together, but all I'm able to do, is nod and smile.

I decide on going back to the apartment, since I haven't talked to Luke about this yet. I probably have a bunch of missed calls.

I drive back and find him sleeping on the couch, with a laptop next to him. I crawl on the sofa, laying next to him and he wraps his arms around me, still sleeping. I kiss his cheek, snuggling into his chest. His arm starts moving on my back in circular motions. And so I fall asleep again.

The smell of coffee wakes me up. Its afternoon now and thankfully the semester is finished, so I can sleep longer.

I open my eyes and try to hug Luke, but all I see is an empty space next to me. I sigh and walk to the kitchen, where I see Luke making coffee.

"Morning," he says, without looking at me. I bite my lip and sit down behind a table that's a few feet away from him.

"Luke?" I say quietly.

"Hm?" He still isn't looking at me.

"Yesterday-" I stop, inhaling. He finally looks at me, worry and anger in his eyes. "Jack tried to kill himself," I just had the worst voice crack when I said that. "He swallowed pills and if I weren't there he'd-" I break down and Luke hugs me. He strokes my hair, "shhh. It's okay," he whispers, kissing my head.

"I-I'm sorry for acting the way I did yesterday," I cry into his chest, still hugging him.

"It's okay. I have a surprise for you, so you won't be so down," I look at him and he's grinning. I draw my eyebrows together, wiping my tears. He grabs my hand and leads me into his room. He seats me on his bed and grabs his laptop.

Just as he was about to open it, he stops, "actually, I'd rather show it to you," he says and drags me downstairs, ordering me to put some shoes on. Then, he excitedly takes me to his car and shoves me in.

"Before we get going," he smirks, pulling out a blindfold, "I'll need you to put this on."

I raise an eyebrow, "why?" I hope this isn't bondage. Actually now that I think about it...

"Just do it...please?" He whines and I give in. I roll my eyes, "fine," and put the blindfold on.

1 hour passes, "are we there yet?" I whine and Luke chuckles, "it's been 5 minutes."

Oh.

After what feels like 3 hours, the car stops. "We're here," I can hear the grin on his face. He grabs my hand, helping me get out of the car. Then, we walk a few feet further, until we finally stop.

"You can take off your blindfold," he says, kissing my cheek.

I slowly take my blindfold off.

I cover my mouth, "holy shit, you bought a house?!" I look at him and then at the big house in front of me.

"For us," he smiles.

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Woah! So Luke bought a house for them. What do you think about that?

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