Chapter 5
I barely touched the seat before the nurse came out.
"Sarah," she paused looking around the empty room, then her eyes resting on me. "Come this way please."
She looked about 40, with dark blonde hair and of average weight. She led me to a bed and motioned for me to get in which I did. She started to cover me with blankets and my shaking began to subside a little.
"So you took some pills dear?" She asked.
"yes," I replied monotone.
"how many?"
"--" I replied.
"have you ever done this before?"
I had. "No." I said without a slip.
"why did you do it?"
I didn't reply. I could tell by her tone she did not honestly care. These were just the questions she had to ask.
"whats that on your arm there? That scar there?"
"oh..uh, I burned it with hot wax by accident a while ago, left a scar..." who even cared anymore. The nurse looked at me, she didn't care to press any further about it obviously.
"The doctor will be in shortly," she said closing the curtain behind her. My mom was sitting in the room with me but still hadn't said anything. I didn't plan on talking and I guess neither did she.
The doctor did come in shortly. "You're lucky, we don't get many paitients in here at this time in the morning. So I see you took some pills, why did you do that?"
"I was anxious about my science test tomorrow. I just needed to calm down, I had a headache as well. It really didn't seem like as many as I took. I was distracted." The doctor remained silent. Finally I stopped trying to explain myself
"Okay," he said. "Well we're going to need you to drink this before you leave. Its just charcoal." he stated as if it was something everyone drank.
He motioned for my mom to come outside the curtain with him and left me and the cup filled with black liquid sand. I tried to sip it but it tasted terrible. It was thick and looked like tar. Even gulping it was difficult. I started crying again. This hadn't been what I wanted. I didn't want to be here trying to drink this charcoal so that my stomach wouldn't be damaged. I wanted to be dead, and I wasn't.
But in the end I finished the charcoal and my mom brought me home like nothing had happened. I went up to my room and slept on extra pillows as instructed by the doctor "can you sleep sitting up?" he had asked.
I was going to miss the first couple blocks of school tomorrow but attend the afternoon. Everything was going to go back to being what it was like despite the fact I had just been in the hospital an hour ago for overdosing.
But more concerning than that was Justins potential reaction to all of this. I had decided to be upfront with him from now on. I had to let him know about what I had done. I had to get my tools back, look what had happened without them.
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