Broken, Afraid, & Sensitive

Out in the Open Part 2

Demi scooted a little closer, running her fingers through Camila's hair, trying to help.

I gave her a thankful smile, "Has this happened to her before? Or something similar?"

I thought back, "Her episodes always seem to be provoked, nightmare, flashback, emotions..." I recalled Camila's inability to take on her own emotions and it upset me, they can just get to be so much for her sometimes.

"Do you think it could be a flashback?" Demi asked. I noticed Camila's breathing improving, but her cries worsening.

"Sweetheart, you're okay.." I cooed, letting her cry.

"I think we should take her to the hospital, something could be wrong, Lauren."

"With her brain?" She nodded. I looked down at Camila and took in the reality of what was happening.

"Do you think we should?"

Demi nodded, "She isn't calming down or acknowledging anything, she isn't lucid and maybe they can help or prescribe her something to help when these things happen.

I nodded, "Okay, but, uh..." I looked around.

"Can you hold her while I pack a bag? I won't take long. Demi nodded quickly and took Camile into her arms, she didn't even react to the movement, continuing down the path she was on. I got up, grabbing one of Camila's bookbags, specifically her Minnie Mouse one.

I went and grabbed another pair of pajamas, an outfit, her pacis, and two pairs of socks for Camila.

I went back into my room grabbing two phone chargers and my wallet and keys.

"Laur?" Demi spoke up, "Grab everything?" I nodded as I slipped my shoes on.

"You got her?" She nodded. We made our way downstairs and Demi slipped her shoes on at the door. We got situated in the car, Demi driving and me in the back with Camz.

"Children's, right?" Demi questioned.

"Yeah." She nodded and continued to the local children's hospital.

"Camila, can you hear me?" I pleaded at the small girl in my lap. She only continued her sobbing and trembling.

"Laur..." Demi sympathized.

"Demi, I'm worried about her," I admitted.

She sighed, "I know you are, I think she's going to be okay, she's having her moment but she's gonna pull through. Alright?"

"Y-yeah, you're right." I looked down at Camila, trying to physically comfort her until we arrived at the hospital. It didn't take too long after us checking in before people started taking note of Camila's state. Demi had Camila on her lap at this point, rocking her gently, and shushing her.

"I held Demi's free and anxiously. She looked at me, resting her head on my shoulder. It seemed like forever, but they finally called for Camz. We made our way back and they took her vitals.

She was hypertensive, having tachycardia, and they were having a hard time getting anything else because she was unresponsive and not lucid. She kept her hands glued to the sides of her head just as she had done at the house.