When my brother, Joe and I returned, Daisy was gone.

"Where's Daisy?"Joe asked, sitting his bags down.

I had just picked him from the train station. He had went to New York to visit our good friend, Mandy.

"I have no clue,"I said, setting my keys on the table. "Daisy? Daisy, Im home! You here?"

I walked into the bedroom. Daisy was laying, unconscious, near a pile of vomit. A syringe in her hand. I ran to her and shook her. She wouldn't get up.

"Holy fuck!"I heard Joe call behind me.

"Joe, help me get her in the car,"I called.

Joe grabbed Daisy's legs and I put my arms under hers. I carried her to my car. And sat her in the backseat.

We drove to the hospital and watched the doctors rush Daisy off to the hospital. The doctors came out and I stood up.

"You guys are here for Daisy Yeller?"He asked.

"Yes. Is she okay?"I asked.

"Barely. Listen, we found extremely deadly traces of heroin in Ms. Yeller's system which is the cause of her unconsciousness. Can you tell me where that came from?"The doctor asked.

"No. No, sir. I don't know,"I half-lied.

"Well she needs lots of rest and lots of food and water. Keep her hydrated,"The doctor said.

I nodded, thanked the doctor, and waited for Daisy to come out of her room. When she did come out she looked horrible. Her clothes were wrinkled and around her eyes were black. I helped her into the passenger seat, while Joe got in the back.

When we got in the house, I didn't speak to her. I just cleaned up in the room and let her lay in the bed. I got Joe all situated and then watched the basketball game in the living room.

I had fell asleep around 1 AM, but was awoken by Daisy crawling next to me and snuggling under my arm.

"What th–Daisy, what are you doing?"I asked.

"Please don't be mad at me, Kevin,"She said.

I stroked her dark brown hair out of her face and wrapped my arms around her. Pulling her warm skin to mine. I knew she was crying. I felt the dampness of her face in my shoulder.

"It's okay. Im not mad at you,"I said.

"Kevin, don't leave me,"She whispered.

"I won't ever leave you,"I said.

"Promise?"She asked, like a 5 year old.

"Promise,"I said, kissing her forehead.