Chapter 186 : 999 Emergency

I lasted an hour. Well my stomach did, the rest of me had zoned out a while ago. I talked in the right places and I even managed to smile and applaud with Esmee when Mia went down the slide or trampled around on the trampoline that had been built into the floor squealing and clapping her hands. She was beautiful and she had a life in the world. She would marry and have children and be spectacular, I just wouldn’t see it.

“Right, I think it’s time that we get you back to the unit.” Esmee said smiling at me, plus you look a little pale, are you sure you’re feeling OK?”

I tried to tell her that I was Ok. I just needed to get back to the unit then I could be sick without them knowing. They would find out eventually of course when I became too week to move and my liver was failing but by then it would be too late, I could slip away but as I tried to speak the nausea became too strong and I could barely look away from Esmee before I threw up what looked like nail polish remover onto the floor.

 “Oh honey.” Esmee said placing her hand on my back and leaning over with me as I hurled again onto the grass, the world spinning around me. As always she was concerned but on seeing what I was throwing up Esmee’s voice turned frantic. “Mi… Mi I know you have overdosed OK, I can tell by what you are throwing up but you need to tell me what on and how many you took Ok” Esmee said leaning over and putting her arm around my waist as I became in danger of falling off the bench. She withdrew her arm quickly as the blood covered her arm and her face turned even paler than it already was.  “Where are you bleeding from my honey?” Esmee asked again, I pointed at my stomach before gagging on the nausea that flooded back up my throat; expelling more of the pink liquid back out on the grass.“I’m going to take your jumper off OK so I can have a look. Do you think they are bad?” I nodded as Esmee leant over and pulled my hoodie gently up over my heavy body.

The white tee shirt underneath was completely covered in red blood that now began to pump out faster. I groaned as Esmee sprang into action and pressed her bare hands heavily against my tee shirt trying to stem the bleeding.

 “Emmet!” Esmee yelled louder than I had ever heard her shout before. “Emmet 999 emergency!”