"Summer? Are you ok? Can you hear me?" I said to the motionless body. "Call an ambulance!" I yelled and Zack ran to the office to tell Ms.Mullins to call an ambulance.

Her face was pale but she was still breathing, which was a relief to me. In 5 minutes an ambulance arrived and took her. I insisted on going with her but they (the paramedics) wouldn't let me go. So I ran out of school and followed in my car. (Oh yeah, thats right. I got my liscence.)

I seen her being rushed into the hospital and I waited outside in the lobby for a nurse, a doctor, anyone to tell me what happened and that she was going to be ok.

"Freddy? Is that you hon?" I heard a female voice say and I looked up to see Nurse Lisa Jones. Or my aunt. "Hey." I greeted with a fake smile. "Whats wrong? Why are you here?" She sat down in a chair next to me worried. "The girl that they just rushed in is my bestfriend. I followed in my car. She just blacked out and I caught her." I put my face in my hands running them through my hair.

"Was that Summer?" She was wide-eyed. Summer knew Aunt Lisa scince she was 1. Neighbors. "Yes." I said. "Because the doctors said it was an alcohol overdose..." I cut her off. "What?" "But I thought...Summer? That nice girl? No it can't be her if it was an overdose." She said. Summer OD'd and it was life threatening. Alcohol poisoning. "Is she going to be ok?" I asked. "Well...The doctors aren't sure yet. You can see her though but they put her on somthing so shes asleep."

I got up. "What room?" "243." She said and I walked down the hall, up 2 floors, down another hall and to the room. She was in the bed asleep. She looked her best now then she did any other time scince her mom died.

I sat down in a chair beside her bed. Pleading for her to wake up.

"Why did you have to do that Summer? Why did you have to get yourself overdoased on alcohol. Your only 16." I tilted my head down. I was alarmed when someone touched my hair. "Freddy?" I looked up and it was Summer. Finally awake.

A wave of releif came over me. "Oh thank God." I said. "What am I doing here? Why am I in a hospital?" She asked. "Alcohol overdose. Summer, you could've died from alcohol poisoning nonetheless. Here's a bit of advice. DeTox." I said. "What? DeTox?" She seemed confused. "I'm talking about Rehab. Alot of great rockers went there and I think your going to be the youngest." I suggested. "No. No Rehab. It's like a mental institution. I'm not crazy." She was acting a little hysteric about the whole DeTox thing.

"It's not. Alot of people went there. Kurt Cobain, Slash, The Toxic Twins, Motely Crue, Ozzy." I named off a few people. "Well...I'm not going!" Protesting just made her sound like a child having a fit. "Ok." I thought. "I'll make a deal with you." She raised an eyebrow. "If you give up alcohol and whatever else you might be doing. I won't make you go to Rehab. But If I smell or see one bottle or anything, i'll admit you right away." It was harsh but necessary. If this girl ever wanted to live to see the age of 20 she's gonna have to stop.

"Ok, but...It's not that simple. You know my dad. He's abusive Freddy. I don't want to go home anymore." Her eyes started to go red. Yeah, some people might call her a cry baby but shes broken and needs more then a quick fix.

"He can't be that bad." I said. "Oh yeah. Take a look." She rolled up her pant legs revealing bruises, cuts, and scrapes. Her arms were covered and one bump on her head. Her back was nothing but wounds and then I noticed one huge claw mark a little bit down from her throat. Her right arm had a red hanprint enbeded in it.

"Not that bad huh?" She sniffed. I sat on the bed and put an arm around her. She buried her face into my chest and clutched my shirt with her hands crying again.

"Freddy?" I heard my aunt Lisa say looking into the room. She looked at me with a sad but worried look. "Your not going home. You can stay with me." I said to her. "No Freddy. It's ok." She wiped her tears. Aunt Lisa was walking into the hospital room. "No. Look at how he treats you. Your staying with me." I insisted. "How who treats you hon?" Aunt Lisa asked her. "My dad." She rolled up her sleeves and then was going to show her more but Aunt Lisa told her to stop.

"We're going to help you Summer." She went outside the hospital and used her cell phone because everyone knows you can't use a cell in a hospital. 20 minutes later she came back in. "Summer, my lawyer said that you can put your father to jail for child abuse. There's nothing to it and scince your Aunt Lola is your legal gaurdian you can stay with her. She lives close to your own house right?" She asked Summer and Summer nodded.

"I'll do it. I'll put him in court." She seemed to have more cinfidence.