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It was...my mom .

She was a mess . Wait , she's always a mess...her hair was all over the place . Her clothes was covered in vomit and there was tons of hickeys around her body .

Disgusting !

I roll my eyes and groan as I walk away from her .

"Hey , watch it , young lady . Don't give me that attitude . I'm your mother", she said , still drunk .

"No you're not" , I answered .

"I gave birth to you , you little bitch"

I nearly laughed . Look who's talking...

"Stop it ! Stop saying you're my mom cuz you're not ! My mom is always happy , she's always there for me , she always has a smile on her face , she never ever touched any kind drink or drug, she never gave up on anything ! I miss mother-daughter day every Saturday . Yes , my father left us, but that doesn't mean you give up on life and your daughter ! Ik my mom is in there somewhere , and hopefully she can hear me because I miss her and I need her back ! This isn't my mom . This is someone who's hurt and someone who needs help" , I looked at her . I had tears coming out .

She was silent and shooked .

I couldn't stan seen her in front of me looking like that .

I ran upstairs to my room .

"Kayla ! Come ba-" I closed my door , slamming it . Not letting her finish her sentence .

I locked my door so my drunk mother doesn't come in my room.

I sneaked out from my window ,ย  I wanna go take a walk around the park so I can calm myself a little .

I was on the second floor . It was pretty high . I looked down and didn't care of how high it is . I just jumped .

I landed on my back . I hit my head on the grass , hard . My vision was blury .

I grabbed my phone from the ground to call for help .

I decided to call the recent number .

It was Chase's number .

Call

My fav e-boy๐Ÿ˜‰: Hello ?

Kayla: C-Chase ? This is Kayla...Plz co-come over to my h-house...

My fav e-boy๐Ÿ˜‰: What ?! Kayla , are you ok ?

Kayla: Plz...call an am-ambulane

My fav e-boy๐Ÿ˜‰: Ok ! Where are you in your house ? Kitchen ? Bathroom ? Your room ? Livingroom-

I interrupt him

Kayla: At t-the back of my house...Plz hurry u-

Everything went black .

Chase's pov

Me: Hello ? Kayla are you there ?

I hungged up and immediately called the police for help .

They answered in less than 5 seconds .

I told them what was going on and they said they would meet me at Kayla's house .

I got out of my house and started running to Kayla's house .

When I got there , I stopped for a second to catch my breathe .

I remembered Kayla said she's at the back of her house . I ran there , nervous to see her .

I looked around , yelling her name .

"Kayla !" , I yelled .

Then I looked over to my right and saw her on the ground . She blacked out .

I walked towards her and sat besides her .

I checked her pulse , she wasn't breathing fast enough .

I put her head on my lap . My jeans were wet , so I looked down, confused why . Then , I saw Kayla was bleeding from her head .

Omg !

I tried to stop the blood with my hands , but it wasn't working .

I wiped my hands with my clothes since I didn't had anything else .

"Kayla , plz stay strong" , I whispered to her ear .

My eyes were getting watery .

Then I hear the ambulance . I got up and yelled at them she's over here , pointing at where she is .

2 of the men had a foldable bed and ran to where Kayla was .

They were checking her pulse , her head etc .

"Is she gonna be ok?" , I asked .

"We're not sure" , one of the responded to my question .

"We have to take her to the hospital immediately" , the other person said .

They put her on the foldable bed and speed walked to the truck . I was following them .

"Hey , kid ! How do you know her?" , another of the men said .

"She's a best friend of mine"

"Do you wanna come with us?" ,ย  He said .

"Yes , ofc "

"Hop in" , he said .

I had the chance to call everyone to come to the hospital .

After calling everyone else , there was a "beeeeeeeeeeep" .

I looked over at the machine , terrified .

Kayla isn't breathing .



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Oh no . Do you think she will live ? Comment and vote plz ๐Ÿ’™

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