Chapter 16

*Adrian's POV*

If anyone ever asked what I did when Sydney had a seizure right in front of me, I will never admit that I cried.

"Sydney, just breathe." I pulled her closer, trying to keep her steady. Her blonde hair was darker, saturated with water. The lovely pair of amber eyes she had were red from the tears that were staining her cheeks, sliding right past the golden tattoo. I could feel her trembling, smiling with insanity.

Her eyes rolled back into her head and she almost slipped out of my arms. Quickly, I scooped her up bridal style.

My brain rushed, trying to remember what those posters about what to do when people were unconscious used to say in the nurse's office at the schools I attended when I was younger. Something about laying them in a safe place with no furniture and making sure they don't get injured. In a fast but careful fashion, I rushed her into the living room and kicked the coffee table out of the way. I was thankful that the night before a pillow dropped on the floor and neither of us bothered to pick it up.

I laid her down with her head resting on the pillow. Racking my brain to trying to think of something else to do was impossible. All I could think of was how helpless she looked. How scared. Her legs started to twitch along with her arms. It terrified me.

I pulled out my phone and dialed 911.

"911, what is your emergency?"

"M-My girlfriend. I don't know what's going on. She passed out and now she's twitching. Just get a freaking ambulance here ASAP!" I yelled.

Everything else the woman on the other end of the line was a blur. I wasn't paying attention anymore. The only thing I could see was Sydney on the floor unconscious and knowing I couldn't help her. It killed me inside. Something wet was on my cheeks and when I put my hand up to them, I could tell they were tears. Robotically, I told her all the information I could and answered any question she asked.

What snapped me out of my trance was Sydney wasn't moving anymore. For a moment, I took it as a good sign; she was no longer having those spasms. Until I realized that her chest wasn't moving.

Dropping the phone, I put two fingers on the side of her neck, feeling for a pulse.

Nothing.

My heart raced. I bent my head down to try and hear some sort of breathing.

Nothing.

"No." I whispered. I picked back up the phone and snapped, interrupting the woman who was speaking. "She isn't breathing! Why isn't she breathing?!"

Everything started to spin. I felt like everything around me was crumbling. I couldn't do it. I just couldn't. I dropped the phone again and didn't bother to pick it up. My strength was gone.

"Sydney, please wake up. I need you." I whispered to her. "Please. I can't lose you. Not now." I grabbed her hand and held it with a death grip. I tried to make her better. I tried so hard to heal her. I just wasn't strong enough.

I don't think there will ever be a day I won't blame myself for Sydney almost dying.

There was loud banging on the door. "Paramedics!"

Numbly, I pushed myself up and opened the door allowing them to rush in. "Please." I whispered to them, doubting they could hear me. "Please save her."

I closed my eyes and slid down against the wall, pressing the heels of my hands against my eyes. I tried to ignore everything, trying to let my mind think positively. That was hard work.

"She's breathing!" Someone yelled.

My head snapped up. I blinked the tears out of my eyes. "S-She's alive?"

"Yes, she's alive. But she needs to get to the hospital ASAP." The lead paramedic told me. He didn't look much older than I was, mid-twenties. "Are you a family member? Only family can ride in the ambulance with her."

As I watched them pushed the gurney with Sydney on it out the door, my stomach wrenched. What was I supposed to tell them? That I was her brother like our cover up had always been? Or that I was her boyfriend and I was riding wither they liked it or not?

"I'm going in the ambulance, and that's that." I said firmly, pushing myself up and rushed out the door.

Climbing into the ambulance, it made me feel sick at how pale and dead Sydney looked.

I took her hand and rubbed the top of it with my thumb. "You'll be okay Sage. I swear by it. I promise."

"Adrian?" A weak voice croaked.

I looked over at her face and saw her eyes were slits, watching me. "Y-Yes Sydney?" I hastily tried to whip away the rest of the tears.

"Were you crying over me?"

I was going to lie. I was going to tell her that I wasn't. "Yes. Does that make me weak?"

The ghost of the smile I loved was on her face. "Don't leave me."

"Wouldn't dream of it, love." I brought her hand to my lips and kissed it right as we hit a bump in the road, making her practically punch me in the face. "Ow. One hell of a punch Sage. A bit more practice and you might actually do some damage." I tried to joke but failed.

As much as I tried to hide it, I think Sydney noticed the tears that escaped my eyes as we drove the long drive to the hospital.

What scared me most was if I reacted like this when this happened to her, imagine how bad I would react if she… No, Adrian. You can't afford to think that way. You'll find a way to make this okay. I promised, and I never break my promises. Especially not to her. Never. Even if it drives me insane. Well, more insane then I already am.

I may or may not have cried while writing this. I am an emotional gal. Well, how was this chapter? Emotional enough? I hope so, because this felt really emotional! Adrian cried for goodness sake! Please leave a review and let me know if you liked this chapter. I will try and write another chapter tomorrow. Next chapter will be Rose and Dimitri! :D I hope you all are having an amazing week and amazing lives!

Love,

Kaitlyn xoxo