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"Nina? Nina?" I could hear Fabian's screams, but I could not answer them. Each time I went to open my mouth, to squeeze his hand, to yell, to do anything, I was incapable of it. My body wouldn't move. I couldn't make a noise, or even a gesture…

'Ni? Nina? Oh gosh. Ni, just answer me. Please just answer me! Nina! Answer me right now!" I felt hands grab my shoulders and give them a forceful shake. I knew Fabian didn't mean to be rough with me, but he clearly was so frustrated and worked up… If only I could stroke his cheek, to tell him everything was okay. I was okay.

"No. No, no, no. I refuse to believe it. Nina. Wake up right now! This isn't funny! Amber's not talking! She's just rocking back and forth. Alfie and Jerome are just sitting there. No pranks, no laughs, no jokes… And Mara's out there with Patricia! She's crying… Patricia's crying… And she can't stop. No one can stop. Please. Just move. Make it all stop. Make the worry, the fear, the-all of it. Just make it all stop. Please, Ni?" The pain in his voice, it was too much. My heart broke at the hope, the love, the faith that lay underneath his words. I tried to recall anything.

Why was he so sad? Why couldn't I move? Why? And the biggest question of all: Why him? Why was Fabian put through this? Fabian. The one guy who would do anything to save his friends, the one who would never hurt a fly, the one I loved… Why?

"Nina. It's not much. Just move your finger. Twitch your eyebrow. Do something! I don't think I'm asking too much. Just do something… Please do something… Please?" I tried. I honestly tried. I tried to twitch my eyebrow. I tried to move my hand. I tried to scream… But I couldn't. I felt like the only part of me working, was my mind. I tried. I really tried.

"No. Don't leave me, Nina. Please stay. Just stay a little longer. The doctor's going to fix you. You'll be okay. I promise. You have to be okay. They're going to put you in the ambulance soon. So don't get scared when you feel the shock. I'll be right next to you. I swear. Here they come. I've got your hand. Don't let go, princess. Don't let go."

Deep down I knew what he meant. Don't let go of the live still in my body. I could feel it now. The little spark of life. You never really feel it when you're alive, but when you're dying it seems like it's all you can focus on. I can feel the light spark whenever he squeezes my hand, but the moment the doctors ripped his hand from mine, I could feel it get smaller. So small it felt as if it was about to go out… I wonder if this is what Sarah felt when she passed… Did she also feel the light? Or was it quick? As a child blowing out his birthday candles? No hesitation, no postponing, just one giant blow that blew out her light?

"No! I need to come with her. I was the one who found her! She's my girlfriend! I need to go with her in the ambulance. I refuse to stay here. What if something happens on the way there? I want to be with her. I promised her I would be with her. I promised I would stay with her. I promised… Please?" The sound of Fabian's pleading voice brought me back to the current situation. Fabian needed to be in that ambulance. I needed him. He needed me. We needed to ride together. We needed these final moments, which we both realized maybe the last moments I have left.

"I suppose you can come along. But hurry up. And stay out of the way. If you hear beeping, do not play Mister Hero. Get the heck away from her, and let the doctors get to her. You got it?" I could feel the roller I was on being lifted up. It shook with the carriers steps, and I strained to listen to more of the workers voice. It was hard, and it took almost all my energy, but in the end I located him and Fabian walking behind us talking. "I understand how hard this must be on you. And I swear we'll help her. I'll do everything in my power to help her. But you… You need to have faith that she can get through this. You have to believe that she is strong enough to last through the pain. And most of all, you cannot give up the fight. If she recovers, she'll be in pain. She'll be so scared, and everyone will be treating her different. Stay the same, be there for her, love her. She needs you more than ever right now. And she'll be under constant watch for what could be a whole year. So try to understand, try to see it from her point, and try to be there for her. There was a reason she did this… Try to fix the problem."

I did this? I did something that wound up to me being rushed to the Emergency Room? I did something that caused myself pain? Why couldn't I remember anything? Why couldn't I feel? Why had I done this? What had I done?

Fabian spoke next. He sounded so scared, so worried, so alone… All alone… "Could she have slipped? This doesn't necessarily mean she tried to… This could all be an accident, right? She was happy. She was so happy… She wouldn't have done this on purpose. I mean, yeah, we had a fight… But it wasn't this bad. It was an accident. But you'll help her, right? You'll do everything in your power to help her? She'll be okay? She's too young for this to happen. She's too happy."

The next few moments were painful as we waited for worker to respond. Finally, he sighed and spoke, "Fabian? That's your name? I want you to accept whatever makes you happier, but look at it like this. Nina swallowed the whole bottle of pills. If she slipped, how would the whole bottle end up in her mouth? Fabian, just accept that maybe this wasn't an accident. That maybe she's sadder than she let on. Now come on, get in the truck."

I felt the rustle of the workers putting the carrier in the truck. And I felt Fabian grabbing my hand and squeezing it too tight. I felt the light flick, but it still wasn't as lit as it first was. I heard the sound of someone sniffling, and I instantly knew it was him trying to be tough, trying not to cry. And I also heard his voice ringing out in the darkness of what seemed to be my life, "What am I going to tell Amber? What am I going to tell her Gran? I should call her once Ni's okay… What will we tell the teachers for her absence?" He seemed to be more talking to himself than anyone. Then his voice became more aware, like he realized there was someone else in the ambulance."How long will it be before we'll know if she's okay?"

The worker who spoke was not the same one as before. This one's voice was deeper and sounded as if he was going to give Fabian the details right away, straight to them, not hesitation. "Well, if she's gone by the time we get to the hospital, you'll know."

There was a harsh noise that sounded as if someone was smacked, and then a lady spoke. She must have been in her mid twenties, and she seemed like one of those charismatic beings who instantly put everyone's mind at ease. "Please excuse him. Lukas is a little blunt at times. Once we arrive at the Emergency Room, we'll rush Nina into surgery. That will take approximately three hours, depending on how bad she is. What are you to her? Are you a family member?"

I heard hair hitting skin as Fab shook his head. "No, boyfriend. Or used to be boyfriend. We kind of got into a fight… And I said some things I probably shouldn't have. It wasn't pretty. I'm Fabian, by the way."

"Well Fabian, I'm Narcissi, and this jerk is my boyfriend, Lukas." They shook hands and Narcissi continued, "And I'm sure that everything will be okay between you two when she wakes up. But if you want-sometimes it helps the grieving-we'll plug our ears and you can say your apologies really quick? Then repeat them when she wakes? So that she'll know that everything's okay."

"I guess I could try that… But you two don't need to plug your ears. It's okay. My girlfriend's being rushed to the hospital. I'm not sure there are many secrets anymore. Well, here it goes." I felt his hand squeeze mine, and when he spoke again, he was right beside my ear. "Nina, if you can hear me, listen. Find the strength to listen and forgive me. I am so sorry. I am so deeply incredibly sorry. I cannot believe I said that to you. It was rude and uncalled for. It was also the blackest lie I've ever told. I do not hate you. I could never hate you. And I'm so sorry you thought that. I should have never said it. Just get better, okay? Get better and I'll show you I don't hate you. Please, just get better."

I heard the beeping. I felt Fabian's single tear hit my face. I heard his cries, his pleads. I felt his hand slip from mine. I heard Narcissi jump and start clicking buttons. I felt the pain I caused everyone. But all I saw was blackness. The last thing I heard was Fabian.

"I'll always love you, Nina. I'm sorry."

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