Daylia was so angry. She didn't want to sleep. She wanted to go home! She buzzed the nurse to come back.

A nurse comes in, it isn't the same one from just a moment ago, "Are you okay?"

"Uhm, no. I want to go home. Can you tell my mom to sign the sheet or talk to the doctor. I just want to go home. Now.", Daylia looks down at the nurses name tag, "Look, Ms. Hunter, is it? Can you please do something, anything, to just get me home."

Ms. Hunter looks at her and frowns. Frowning was not a good sign, "I'm afraid you can't leave, ma'am.", she walks to the end of the bed and picks up the chart, "It says you're under suicide watch, darlin'. Which means you'll probably be her a few days at least. There isn't anything within my power." She puts the chart down and mumbles a light 'sorry' and leaves the room.

She was left alone, again. With nothing but her thoughts and the faint sounds of the chaos in the hallway outside and the slight drip of her IV. God, she was so lonely. And she could feel the medicine kicking in. She definitely didn't want to sleep, but the harder she fought it, the less conscious she became.




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He was sitting in his bedroom. He skipped school today. Why go to school when he could just set himself on fire and get the same feeling? It's not like his parents even cared, much less noticed. They were always working, or going out. His mom was a Real Estate Agent named Karen and his dad was a CEO of some stupid business, his name was Dave. Typical "American Family" names. They weren't home much, and when they were, they didn't pay him any attention. He was the eye sore of their All American Family image. He had a sister who was a skinny blonde bimbo named Sarah, so she was keeping up with the image. He one the other hand was not apart of that image. His name is Daniel.

He was an outcast. Tall, skinny, black hair, and he's never played a sport in his life. He likes video games and playing drums. He liked listening to music and reading. He likes doing things different from his family, and for this they seemed to act like he wasn't there. He's depressed. He drinks heavily, cuts himself often and has planned many suicides. But guess who notices? No one.

Daniel has been drinking a lot today, already. He issued himself the morning cuts, and then picked up the drinking bottle. He's laying on his bed, over-thinking. Thinking of the many ways he could kill himself right now. One of them being alcohol poisoning. So, he keeps drinking. A bottle and a half of liquor later, he's completely unconscious.




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He wakes up and immediately vomits over the edge the bed and onto the floor. He hears gasps and then everything comes into focus. Everything is white, he's not in his bed and his mom is sitting on the edge of his bed. He must be in the hospital. The sun is no longer up, it's become night time. How long was he out? He was awake now, though. Which means he hadn't succeeded. He began to cry. He hated himself. What a failure, he can't even succeed at dying.

He looks over and realizes a blue curtain cutting across half of the room, then he starts to noticed another EKG machine. There was someone else in the room. Well, this was embarrassing. He just vomited, failed at suicide, he was crying and there was someone there the entire time.

Karen looks at her watch and sighs, "I have to go. I have to show a house to the Covington's at 6:45."

"Well, I'll see you at home, honey." Dave kisses her cheek. "I suppose I should be going as well. Gotta go fix dinner."

Daniel watches as both of his parents leave the room without a word. That's when he notices his sister wasn't there. Well, what a surprise. He knew his parents didn't care, but it still stung that they didn't say a word, they just walked out.

"Hey there, kid. Glad to see you're awake. I think your parents just left, in case you didn't notice that." The doctor talks to him as he looks over the chart and starts scribbling.

"Yea, well. It doesn't surprise me." Daniel tries to end the conversation there, but doc was not having it.

"Well, just so you know, you'll be here for a few days so we can keep an eye on you. We'll be here, if you need anything just buzz the nurse with this button, and these buttons move your bed." He points out all the buttons on the white remote. "Also, you can control the TV with this one." He hands Daniel a small black remote and grins.

Daniel is so overwhelmed. He hated hospitals. But he hated it even more that he was alive. He shouldn't be.

The doctor exits the room and he notices a nurse walk in and head toward the person on the other side of curtain. He was really curious why they were here and who they were. So, he waited until the nurse walked out and shut the door, then slowly stood up, grabbed ahold of his IV and walked toward the edge of the curtain. He peeks around the corner. Oh my god, it's a girl.

"HEY! Privacy!" She screeches at him.

He snaps back behind the curtain, "I'm sorry. Don't be mad. I was just curious."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to freak. I just really want to go home."

He nods and then realizes she can't see him so he blurts out, "Yea." just a little too loud, then it got awkwardly quiet.

"So, what are you in for?"

"Eh, drank too much." He pauses and waits for a reaction. When he doesn't get one he blurts out again, "You?"

"I'd rather not tell you, it's kind of..." She mumbles something.

"It's fine, you don't have to tell me. Are you on watch too?"

She waits a few seconds and then sighs, "Yea, unfortunately."

He smirks, "That means we have plenty of time to get to know each other then, huh?"

She yawns and sighs again, "Yea, I guess. But, I'm not sure you wanna know me, or that I wanna know you."

Her voice fades into silence and he next hears the slow breaths. She was asleep. He peeks around the corner of the curtain again. She was kind of beautiful, even though she had bags so dark under her eyes that it looked like she hadn't slept in days and she was so pale she looked completely sick.. She was still kind of beautiful in all of it.