Chapter 34: beating heart

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Chapter 34: beating heart

Kept seeing comments saying "update na po" or "update pls" so here it is,wonderful people

Darren

I paced around my room,pulling at my hair and yelling at myself.

How could I be so stupid?

I should've listened to her.

That girl on the internet just really got in my head with those stories that I should've trusted Savannah not some chic I met on the internet for one time.

What should I do.

I messed up big time.

I grabbed my phone and looked for her name through my contact list.

"Savy💙"

I pressed it and it started ringing.

"Come on,Savs.Pick up" I paced around the room,full of hope that she would answer.

I called her 3 more times on the phone,2 times in her house and texted her non-stop.

"That's it" I grabbed my shades and ran downstairs.

"Mom,I'm going over to Savy's" I yelled.

"Don't bother" she appeared out of no where,leaning against the door way,crossing her arms.

"Why not?" I began getting worried.

"She's at the hospital"

What.Those words struck.

"W-Why?" I asked,feeling myself getting week.

"Well,She....had a real bad asthma attack.She couldn't stop crying so she had an attack and her parents rushed her to the ER" she explained.

"I thought she has an inhaler" I said confused and worried.

"It was too much.Even though she used it,she really couldn't breathe" my mom shook her head.

"And I cause all of that" I muttered to myself,sinking down.

"Oh my" I said to myself,massaging my temples.

"Ma,is the driver here?" I shot up.She nodded.

"You're visiting her?".I nodded.

"Kuya!!" She yelled,calling our driver.

"Remember,Asian Hospital! Room 108" she said to me.I nodded,trying to get all of that.

"Go" my mom signaled me to leave.I smiled and hugged her.

"Thank you" I muttered then let go,running out.

I hopped in the car and we drove off
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Savannah

I took a deep breath and exhaled.

I squeezed my mom's hand and opened my eyes to see my mom looking at me worriedly,my dad sitting right beside my mom looking down at me and my sister by the window playing her IPad.

"How are you feeling?" My mom asked.

"Bit better" I said,sitting up.I held the nebulizer closer.

"Want anything from the canteen?" My dad asked.

"No,I'm fine" I shook my head.

I sighed and slumped back.I steadied my breathing.

I'm having a very hard time.

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