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“Rook c'monnnn, mom said we need to go and I need to pee.” I bang on the door again, annoyed that he's not answering. Nothing, it’s silent.
“Rook?” Maybe he’s just messing with me, that’s probably it. But I can’t help but feel nervous.
“C'mon you jerk, open up.” I hit the door again with more force. I go tumbling in, straight into a puddle of vomit.
“Gross” I groan, feeling sick to my stomach as I go to reprimand the rook but freeze. He’s on his side, motionless, foamy vomit-coated lips and gasping breaths.
“Rook!” I scream, shaking him. No no no he can’t do this to me.
“Mom!!” I cry, my voice bourse. Shit, what do I do?? I press on his chest trying to bring back life into his eyes. Hold on just a little longer took.
“Somebody help please!” I sob as I notice the candy-colored pill sprinkled like confetti around him. Oh, rook. My mom bursts in and gasps, dialing 911, choking on her tears.
“It’ll be ok, rook,” I say as I still try to keep the blood pumping through his veins. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to keep him alive. Nothing will take him away from me.
“Stay with me.”
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