Charlotte’s P.O.V
I sat there screaming my head off, covered in Kylie’s blood while I tried to get her to wake up. The paramedics were on their way and my screams probably led the way like a neon sign blinking “SHES HERE”. I had my hand on her right wrist, constantly checking for a pulse, but this time, I didn’t feel one.
“NO!!!!! KYLIE!! DON’T LEAVE ME!!” I pressed harder on her left wrist, she had cut the artery and blood was flowing but I was trying to pinch it. The blood wasn’t coming out to fast which meant that she had only barely cut it. I saw Kylie’s eyes slowly open and watched as the life drained out of them, as her last faint heart beat sounded. Paramedics burst into the room and pulled me off of her. I was kicking and screaming like mad as I watched Kylie being lifted onto the stretcher and rushed upstairs. I was thrashing wildly and managed to break free of the man’s grip. I hurtled up the stairs, ran into the ambulance and held Kylie’s lifeless hand while they were trying to revive her.
They tried to get me out of the ambulance but soon realized it was no use. The ambulance sped off at break neck speed as I looked into my best friends lifeless eyes. My vision had gone blurry and I couldn’t comprehend everything I was seeing. All I knew was that my best friend just kil-no tried- to kill herself. I couldn’t let myself think she was already gone.
We got to the hospital and Kylie was rushed into surgery and a nurse held me back. She turned me around and gave me a hug as I sobbed and screamed into her shoulder.
“AHHHHHHHH!!!” My screams could be heard throughout the whole hospital but I didn’t care, I needed my best friend. Another nurse then came out to talk to me.
“I know you are in pain, but in order for us to help your friend to the best of our abilities I need to ask you some questions, Ok?” I managed to nod while still clinging to the other nurse.
“What is your friend’s name?”
“Kylie Williams.” I decided I was going to pull myself together to talk to this woman—for Kylie.
“What time did you find Kylie?”
“About 6:20ish.” I gasped.
“What did you see when you found her?”
“I walked into her bedroom and there was a lot of blood on the floor, leading to the bathroom, and there were pills everywhere,” My voice broke, “I ran into the bathroom and saw her covered in blood, with an empty vodka bottle in one hand and a bottle of almost empty pills in the other.” I couldn’t stop the tears flowing down my face.
“Do you know how long she was unconscious before the paramedics got there?” She asked gently.
“I have no idea.”
“Any guesses?”
“NO!” I said forcefully.
“Ok, I’m sorry. That is all I need right now. I am going to call her parents, and will be back after.”
The nurse I had been hugging led me to a seat and I fell into it and curled into a ball, not caring that everyone was staring at me.
After what felt like hours but was actually only about a half hour of sitting there with no news, and fearing the worst but trying not to let my brain think negatively Kylie’s parents showed up, running into the room and immediately ran over to me.
“What happened? They wouldn’t tell me anything besides she was in the hospital in critical care. WHAT HAPPENED?!” Her mom asked in a scared voice.
I tried to find my voice but before I could she yelled “What happened to my daughter god dammit?!”
“I found Kylie in her room. She tried to commit suicide.” I sobbed.
“WHAT? Is she alive?” Her dad asked in a terrified voice.
“I don’t know, they won’t tell me anything because I am not direct family.”
Her parents got up and ran over to the nurse.
“Kylie Williams. Where is she?” Her mom practically yelled at the nurse.
“One second ma’am, let me get the doctor.” She said in a sympathetic voice after checking her clipboard. She ran away before Kylie’s mom could grab her.
The doctor walked out a minute later looking very solemn. By now I was standing with her parents, just as scared as they were.
“When your daughter, Kylie Williams, reached this hospital our first action was to plug her artery and pump her stomach. Kylie slightly cut the artery on her left wrist, consumed enormous amounts of alcohol, and overdosed on pain medicine. The damage inflicted on your daughter’s body was too much for us to save. I am truly sorry, but your daughter didn’t make it.”
The high pitched piercing sound of her mother’s scream could be heard from miles away, and brought a nurse to tears because there was so much pain behind it. My scream joined hers as Kylie’s dad let out a noise that bared so much pain I never wanted to hear it again. Tears openly flowed down all three of our faces.
My best friend since third grade was gone forever.
Gone Forever

Notes

I'm sorry. I didn't want to have to do that, but it was a necessary part of the story line.
Ok this chapter was really sad for me to write so I hope you all appreciate it! Let me know what you think.
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