People are still spreading rumors about me... fml. I hate school right now

Chapter 4

Uprising of The Heart

"Cato!" I shook him violently, but his eyes refused to open. I yelled desperately to the people around me, but no one heard me. "Get and ambulance! Now!" But instead of someone obliging, a phone dropped from someone's pocket and onto the ground. The stoner didn't notice. I called the hospital, typing the number in furiously.

"I need an ambulance! Now!" I screamed to the phone. I hung up before the person could reply. They could trace my call, they would find us. I plucked the needle out of his arm, still half full with drugs. "Dammit Cato" my voice broke slightly and tears started to escape my eyes. I just sat there, unsure of what to do.

But then the EMS came in, pushing through the crowds and finally reaching Cato. And without any warning, they whisked him away. I almost didn't notice when they took him, but when I turned around, he was being carried away on a gurney. I was running after the gurney but I obviously reached the door at the wrong time, because the police met me by the door. And I'm sure the first thing they saw was the needle in my hand.

I looked closely at myself in the mirror. I was wearing my white cuttoffs and black tank top. I actually had looked decent when I had left the house, but by now I was a mess. My skin was freckled with a rainbow of glow in the dark paint, not to mention the blue glow in the dark handprint on my ass (that I dont remember getting). Dirt was alll over my knees from kneeling on the ground, and I still had that stupid glow in the dark crow on my head. I tore the crown off and threw it into the sink.

I was lucky enough that the police had heard me out and let me go, but now I was parading around a hospital looking like an idiot with a crown and a blue ass. Maybe I was just paranoid, but I felt like everyone waas watching. Every nurse, every patient that passed me looked at me with the expression what are you doing here? you're not even dating! BUt it couldn't be possible. I didn't know any of them.

But I was doing the right thing, wasn't I? I mean, I was the only one sober enough to call an ambulance.

I finally convinced myself go out of the bathroom. What if Cato needed me? I opened the door, but the first thing I saw made my skin tingle. The doctors were hovering frantically over Cato. And one of them pulled out the paddles. "Clear" he muttered, and Cato's body jolted up, but fell limp again.

The doctor tried again, to no avail. The doctor did one last time, and when Cato's body fell limp, my heart hit the floor. I crumpled on the cold hard ground of the hospital. After all we had been through, he would leave this world of a drug overdose. I buried my face in my hands. I guess people weren't used to seeing a victor breaking down i the middle of a hospital, because people gave me weird glances as they passed. But crying is a human emotion. And, afterall, I'm human.

I took a quivering breath, but I stopped suddenly. Just stopped breathing. Just to hear the stark silence. But something was masking the silence. A faint beep beep beep. I pulled my hands away from my face, and there, struggling against the doctor's grasp, was an alive Cato. I mean, sure, he looked about ready to kill the doctors, but he was alive.

I know all these chapters have been super super short. Do you guys prefer the short chapters ive been doing? or the ones I had in the first story? if the second choice, I might rewrite some of these chapters so theyre longer. I NEED FEEDBACK ASAP