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Robs PoV.
I casually turn the doorknob of Preston's bedroom. Earlier when I knocked in his door, he ignored me, keeping I himself. The door slams open and what I saw flabbergasted me.
Preston's lifeless body laid passed out on the ground, blood running out of his veins on his wrist, an empty bottle of pills laid on the floor next to him.
"Preston!" I cried out, rushing up to hug his body. I kneel into the ground and pull up his body so it lays on mine. "No." I wail.
I reach into my pocket and call 911, asking for an ambulance between cries. I continued to cry as the paramedics put him on a gurney and shoved him to the vehicle.
"I don't know why you called us, next time kid, call a hearse." One paramedic laughs, though it wasn't funny.
His parent elbows him. "Uh, I'm sorry for your loss, but there was nothing we could do."
The roaring sirens didn't give me time to think as it left the block. I rushed to his bedroom where I left to watch him get rolled away. I take his razor and slit my wrist, wincing at the unexpected pain. "If you go, I go." I whisper, looking at the ceiling. And everything went black.
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