Jesse walked home from his house, unusually happy. No it was not because he'd just seen a movie that he's been wanting to see for weeks. It was because he was going to see this beautiful girl, whom he recently made moan out his name in pleasure. He liked her. Alot. He didn't know what they were, but he didn't care. He just wanted to see her again.
But there was a problem. Jesse was standing at Beca's door. It was Saturday, so her parents were still out, so he decided to arrive at the door. She wasn't answering.
He began to text her. No reply. She was a seldom texter. She chose when she would reply to people sometimes. She was never too eager. But it made Jesse worried when she never read any of the messages he sent in the last ten minutes. He then decided to throw small stones at her window, maybe she was taking a nap? Still no reply on his phone, or movement from the window. He then dialed her number and to no avail, she had not answered.
Jesse's face was red with worry and forcefully opened the front door by kicking it down. When he was inside he bolted towards her room, horrible thoughts and images running through his head.
He whipped open her wooden door and ran inside searching for her. She was not on her bed, she wasn't on the floor. She was not at her desk either. "Where is she?" he thought.
He saw that there was a slight light coming from her bathroom door and quickly opened it.
His eyes widened and his lip quivered as he took in the sight.
There was, his beautiful girl, lying in a tub. Unconcious, her head almost slipping in. Her arm covered in cuts and emotions, her thighs too. There on the floor next to the tub laid a bottle of pills, that was spilt over the tiles. He saw her razor blade on the side of her tub, near it a few drops of blood.
He ran to her and shook her, not caring about the excess water splashing on him from her movements. She never even flinch, not a groan nor a moan escaped the girl's mouth.
He whipped out his phone and called nine one one.
"Hello nine one one, how may we be of your assitance?"
"Hi, um. My girlfriend...she...she's lying in a tub and she took some pills and I don't know what's wrong with her, she's not waking up. I think she tried to commit suicide. Her arm is bleeding because she cut it. Please help me." he said quickly, walking around the bathroom on the brink of tears. Infact, he WAS in tears. He was crying for his girl.
"Alright sir please relax, give me your current location and I will send help."
"Its 13 Avendale Road, near Baker Hall."
"Alright thank you. Please remain calm help will be there soon."
"Thank you." He hung up and wiped at the furious tears falling through his eyes.
About five minutes later, an ambulance and peramedics showed up. They ran up to her room, removed Beca and cleaned her up, then rushed her to hospital to pump her stomach. There was still hope.
Jesse was sitting in the waiting room, his head in his hands sobbing. It was 9:30pm. He was starting to loose hope. The Bellas (they're called that because only until recently did Jesse noticed Beca was in an a capella group therefore she hung out with them) were sitting across from him. Chloe was bouncing her knees anxiously and was tearing up quietly as she held her hand to her face. Amy, was very silent...she never cracked a joke at all. You could tell she was serious. Stacie sat with her hand in Donald's and openly cried and sniffed. Aubrey was pacing up and down, fighting the urge to blow chunks everywhere. Even though she really got off with the Alt Girl, she still loved her as a Bella. They were all so concerned. None of them had seen it coming. They never expected Beca, out of all people, to be like that.
About two minutes later a nurse came out of Beca's room and reported to her "family".
"Miss Mitchell had swallowed about eighteen pills. A dosage that high normally means that there is no hope. Luckily, we were able to pump her stomach. She's still going to temporarily very ill. That can include nausea, a fever and the usual fever symptoms. Make sure she is hydrated or she will pass out at any moment. You've got a really strong girl there."
Jesse wiped away his tears with relief to know that his girl is okay.
"Can we go see her?" he asked.
She nods her head, "but she is very drowsy. And hospital rules state that only two visitors in these rooms."
Jesse mutter words for thanks to the nurse and jogs to her room, stopping at her door. He readied himself for what he was about to see.
A/N: Sorry it's short. School sucks ass :(
I really hoped you are enjoying this story and now I'm about to go update my other story :) *sexxxy*
~Jeca1347