Best friends
Chapter 8

Author's notes: This is no way related to Heather Peace, just the alter ego I created in this story

He rushed downstairs; he wondered who would be calling at this time on a Saturday morning but when he picked up the phone, he immediately knew who it was and why.

"Is that Tom." The person on the phone asked him.

"Yeah, it's Tom" He replied.

"The is Rochdale MA and we are on the phone to say that the treatment on your son worked and he is coming home today."

"Yes." He screamed "THANK YOU."

Nicki could hear the screams from downstairs and knew what was happening, If Josh was coming back today she couldn't stay in her pyjamas, she would have to be ready and away before he came back. She jumped out of bed and her feet landed on the warm carpet. That's the thing she hated about Tom's house, it was really hot in summer and really cold in winter. She striped her t-shirt and grey cotton joggers off, both landed on the carpet beside each other and were a guide to where she was going.

She slipped into Tom's clean en-suite bathroom and looked in the full length mirror that hung on the back of the bathroom door. Standing in her black lacy underwear she could she her "Curves." Everybody else saw a anorexic female in her mid 30s, her sharp bones nearly popping out of her pale skin, Her bony fingers and her stick thin legs but what she saw was a lot different, a female mid 30s with pale skin and curves.
Nothing like the real her.

She turned and opened the cupboard under the sink, pulled a big towel out and put it on the worktop. She leaned over the bath to turn the taps on but she saw Tom's silver razor lying on the corner of the bath. She was strong, she didn't need to...she couldn't.

Tom was now running up the stairs with the house phone in his hand. He had just recieved brilliant news about Josh and how he was coming home today, he couldn't wait to tell Nicki. He ran into his room where he left her. She wasn't on the bed but then he saw the pile of clothes leading into the bathroom, he followed them, he couldn't wait to tell Nicki the news. That's when he saw her, lying on the now red tiled floor, her eyes fading and blood gushing from her slashed wrists. He rushed over and wrapped his arms around her, with tears in his eyes he whispered "Nicki, just hang on." He picked up the phone that he threw on the floor and phoned the ambulance.

It was now 5 o'clock and Nicki was lying in a hospital be unconcious, She had lost a lot of blood. The only sounds that could be heard were the beep...beep of the heart rate monitor and the drip..drip of the blood flowing into Nicki's body. Tom was sitting in a hard plastic chair beside her, her hand in his. He was hoping and praying that she would be ok.

Josh put his key in the lock and opened the door. He dropped the bag that he had in his hands onto the wooden floorboards, the house was quiet...too quiet. He opened the living room door, nothing was out of it's place but there was a pair of pink, fluffy slippers on the floor infront of the sofa. "That's weird." he thought to himself. He checked the rest of the rooms downstairs everything was normal. He ran upstairs and checked his room, everything was as he left it. He then looked in his dads room, there was a pair od grey cotton joggers and a pink t-shirt on the floor. "Dad's had a female over..couldn't get me out fast enough." He then made his way to the spare bedroom and opened the door. There was a open suitcase on the bed, make up and perfume on the top of the table and towels and clothes scattered all over the floor. He made his way over to the wardrobe and opened it, skimming through the clothes he thought he reconginsed a shirt...he did. It was duck egg blue, he pulled an image out of his memory, he knew who it was...It was Nicki's. He screamed...His dad was doing another teacher for like the 3rd time. He pulled his mobile out of his pocket and phoned his dad, he had a lot of questions like what was Nicki doing here? and where was his dad?

His phoned vibrated, he pulled it out of his pocket and looked at the screen to see who was phoning him. It was Josh. He kissed Nicki's hand and whispered "Get better my sleeping angel." He slipped out of the room, down the corridor and out of the doors at the bottom. He was now in the carpark where nobody could disturb him.

"Josh, what's up?"

"I was just phoning to tell you I'm home." He said. "But I have a question."

"Yeah." Tom said unsure

"What is Nicki doing here, please don't say your shagging her."

"No I'm not." Tom half shouted, he was shocked and angry, he couldn't believe that Josh would think that way.

"Well I was kind of expecting it to happen, everybody was."

"Well I can tell you we're not, something happened to her and she stayed over last night."

"Well, where are you?" Josh asked.

"In hospital, she tried to commit suicide this morning"

"Oh, is she ok, I didn't mean to pry."

"No, she's ok but unconscious, she lost a lot of blood but I'll be back soon."

"Yeah, ok." Josh replied. "If she wakes up tonight just say that I hope she gets better."

"Yeah, I will...thanks"

"No bother." Josh replied as he hung up the phone.