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A/N: So I just want to take this time to specifically thank some avid reviewers! So here we go:
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11:30 pm eastern standard time, Valentines Day
Leah POV
It takes a minute but the high sets in and everything seems perfect no Joanne breathing down my neck, no Maureen being insanely loud, no Maureen and Joanne acting like my fucking parents who abandoned me fourteen years ago on some adoption centers door step. It's just me and the music, I feel like I'm floating above it all, all the bullshit and romantic crap I'm put through with Joanne always threatening to kick Maureen to the curb, Christi obsessing over whether or not Brad loves her back.
"You ok?" James asks, "You look pretty out of it, it's really strong stuff tonight."
"Yeah, just slightly," I say than fall over onto the hard concrete floor.
Everything goes black all I can hear are faint voices, some I recognize, some I don't.
"Is she dead," A guy asked.
"You know a girls gotta know her limits a she as hell doesn't or didn't," another guy said.
Than I hear a voice all to familiar.
"What's going on…holy shit Leah," It was Roger, "what happened."
Silence.
"I asked what the hell happened," He barked.
"She took a huge hit, guess she didn't know how strong it was." James replied.
"God dammit, Mo's gonna kill me," Roger said almost painfully.
I feel suddenly limp, I realize that Roger had picked me up.
"Everybody clear out of the way give us some space, someone call an ambulance," Roger yells into the stunned silent crowd.
I fully black out, all I see is a bright, warm white light. I drift in and out of consciousness I hear bits of the ambulance people calling out fancy medical terms, Roger crying yes I know Roger Davis crying, I heard Roger also being questioned by the one person he wanted information but he wasn't a blood relative. After that I blacked out fully for who knows how long.
3 am
I wake up and see a dimly lit white room all these tubes and machines hooked up to me. It feels like a thousand pounds resting on my eyelids alone, slowly I open them to the best of my ability. The first thing I hear?
"Pookie! She's awake!" Maureen screamed.
I quickly scan the room seeing Mark looking so nervous and terrified, same goes for Roger, Maureen looking happy, Joanne looking like she was about to give a huge lecture. Brad and Christi were curled up together on the couch asleep, probably part of terror Mark's feeling. On the other side of me Rebekah sitting reading some teen magazine slightly annoyed at what ever the new fashion craze is.
"Water," I croak.
Christi POV
I thought something was off usually, I just thought nothing of it. I should've it's my entire fault; I've been neglecting her for Brad for two months now. I see a dark shadow walk by the door and double back than stick his head in. I recognize who it is, it's James, I only met him once but I didn't like him; he stays hidden in the door way which is probably a good thing as Maureen would go ninja on his ass. I gently lift Brads arm off me and more to the doorway.
"What are you doing here?" I ask him in a serious whisper.
"I want to see her," He said.
"Don't you think you've caused enough damage yet?" I asked him, "Or do you want to kill her completely?"
"I don't…I think…I think I love her. I didn't want any of this to happen." He replied.
"Just leave, I don't want you to upset her," I said.
He sulked off with his head hung down.
I walk back in and curl up to Brad again only to be startled a minute later by Maureen yelling, does she ever shut up? I hear a small sound, I realize its Leah asking for water, I grab the cup next to her and put the straw to her lips.
"Thanks," She whispered almost inaudible than slid back into sleep.
There were so many questions I wanted to ask her, so many things I wanted to know but I knew this wasn't the time or place so I gave her a slight hug than went back to sleep next to Brad.
8 am
Christi POV
Everyone's just sitting her now, no ones talking, Brad will occasionally squeeze my hand for support but I keep feeling this is my fault. Maureen and Joanne are waiting for the doctor to call them out and tell them what the prognosis is. Leah's friend Rebekah, who I've only met 5 or so time, is wandering in and out of the room with food and coffee for everybody.
Roger POV
I can only wonder what would've happened if I hadn't shown up to see the band last night after dropping Jenn off at home. She could've died there on that cold concrete floor all alone. I feel a vibrating in my pocket, I'm wondering what it is, I realize that it's my cell phone, I pull it out and look at the display and it reads Jenn. I walk out of the room to answer the phone,
"Hello," I answer.
"Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to get coffee." She asked.
"I actually can't leave where I am right now," I whisper in after getting looks from the morning nurse.
"Where are you exactly?" She questioned.
"I'm at the hospital," I say, "My niece, she isn't actually but I consider her one, overdosed on heroin last night at a club with her boyfriend. She's in intensive care right now and no one knows what's going on."
Maureen POV
Finally after hours of waiting on pins and needles a doctor finally came to speak to Joanne and I. I want to know the truth but at the same time I don't, how could this happen how could I not see this? I'm her mother! We walk out of the room waiting to hear the inevitable.
"Mrs. Johnson – Jefferson please come with me," The doctor instructed.
We follow him down a narrow hallway that smelled of lemon house cleaner, into his office. We took seats in the hard leather chairs.
"What's going on with our daughter?" Joanne asked firmly.
Christi POV
I can't take this silence anymore, I look up and meet Brad's gaze I signal to the door and he nods in agreement. We walk out just holding hands.
"I couldn't take it in there anymore," I say with a sigh of relief.
"I couldn't either; hey you want to go get food?" He asked pulling out a ten dollar bill.
"Sure, I could use something it feels like we've been here all our lives, or at least in and out," I said.
"We have with my Mom and Collins dying," He said slightly chocked up, "and than with them just being in and out most of the time and Roger always having those scares when he gets a cold and now Leah."
We walk down the hall to the cafeteria where we find Roger sitting by himself. He sees us walk in and looks up from his cup of coffee he looks tired and worried. Brad and I buy food from the counter and sit down on the opposite side of the table from Roger.
"You ok?" I ask him.
He looks up wearily and than goes back to watching his coffee.
"It all could've ended," he said solemnly not bothering to look up, "if I wasn't there she could've died."
Leah POV
"Leah Nicole Jefferson – Johnson how long has this been going on?" Maureen yelled when I walk back into the room.
"Can you keep it down? My head's killing me," I murmured.
"Do you know how irresponsible you've been?" Joanne asked.
"You could be dead right now!" Maureen said slightly tearing up.
Maureen. Always the drama queen.
"You don't think I know that?" I say fiercely, "I don't know what I was really thinking all I knew was it made me feel good."
"Well the doctor said you just suffered some bruising and dehydration so you get to come home. Just remember that we can help you and you can talk to us." Joanne said going into lawyer mood but than slowly breaking down.
I nodded in agreement.
"When can I leave?" I ask impatiently.
"If everything checks out the doctor said you can this afternoon but we're going to just keep you home for a while," Maureen said.
I nod to show that I heard and than turned on the ancient TV that was barely hanging onto the wall. Maureen and Joanne sat down on the couch. Everyone came in from time to time to check on me, Mark with his camera filming as always, Lauren with a little teddy bear, Christi and Brad hand in hand, Rebekah with a stack of glossy magazines and Roger who looked like he'd never slept a minute in his life looking really disappointed. Finally I got to leave as I was walking down the hall I looked over and saw James sitting there. He saw me and jumped up I turned away and just continued walking down the hall.
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