The rustling of Maeve going through the cabinet was all the noise you could hear through out the room. She got up from kneeling in front the of the cabinet.

A blanket was thrown at me, it harshly hit me in the face. I looked at the blanket and recognized it as the blanket full of memories. The memories that included the blanket in them flashed in my mind.

flash back

      "Come on Dominic!" I yell at the younger boy.

We are both in middle school at the time and he is my best friend. The thought of him leaving me was devastating, it would shatter me into billions of pieces.

He ran towards me, tackling me to the ground on the blue and brown patterned blanket. We are laying on the blanket giggling like elementary kids.

end of flashback.

"Give me your hand.So i can treat." Maeve says to me as she waits for me to put out my hand.

I raise my hand  towards her as it shakes like a leaf in the wind. Then a familiar looking bottle full of clear liquid appears in her hand with a syringe full of the liquid. Now i know what it is and the liquid is morphine.

"Son of a bitch!" I yell as she pushes the needle into the vein by my wrist.

The worst part is that when you put the drug into the bloodstream it burns when entered to fast. After a minute passes the burning stops and my whole hand has succumbed to numbness.

My eyes observe as she pulls the needle out of my wrist and puts the syringe and liquid to the side. Now there is a sound of a phone ringing in the back room that I acknowledge as my back up phone.

Even though the noise is resounding it doesn't faze mauve and I, so she starts to pull out hards of glass from my knuckles with a pair of tweezers.

"You said that you would try to keep your temper marianna. I know they left you but, please try for me." the tone she said this in was one of a person that has been beaten down.

This tone crushed me considering she is usually a happy chipper person. slowly tears started to fall down my face at the realization of that I caused this tone. She was wiping my hand with an alcohol swab to rid the dry crusted blood off my hand.

Maeve used to be an RN ten years ago but, she retired to take over her families shop. She wrapped my hand in gauze for a temporary fix.

"I'm sorry mama. Please don't leave me.I promise i will be good!" I started wailing and sobbing as i clutched on to her arm.

I couldn't lose her just like the others. hoping that I was wrong and she wouldn't leave me also. Maeve shook her head at me and soothingly patting my back, The room is now filled with my sobs and the rustle of my shirt being rubbed by her hand.

The thought of her leaving me pushed me back towards the forest of insanity.