Chapter 8
As I walked into the room I saw Nick’s eyes searching around the
room. I walked over and sat by his bed.
“Hey Nick,” I said as his eyes looked to me. He tried to talk, but
couldn’t because the respirator was still in his throat.
“Don’t talk,” I said, as Nick looked at the pad of paper, and I
handed it to him. He wrote down what he wanted and handed it back to me. I read
it and looked up at me.
“What do you mean by ‘what am I doing here?’ I’m here because I’m your friend,” I said as
Nick looked at me.
He took the pad away from me.
He wrote something else down and handed it back to me. I read it and looked back at Nick as tears
filled my eyes.
“I know I wasn’t there, Nick.
Do you want me to get the doctor to take the respirator out so we could
talk normally?” I asked, as he nodded, and I walked out of the room.
I got Dr. Martinez and
brought him into the room.
“Hello Mr. Carter. I’m Dr.
Martinez,” he said as he was about to pull out the tube. “On three, I want you to breathe out.”
Nick nodded in agreement.
“One… two… three,” Dr. Martinez said as he pulled the tube out of
Nick’s throat, and he tried to catch his breath. Dr. Martinez walked out of the room as I
looked back at Nick.
“How could you do it?” I asked as Nick looked at me.
“Do what?” he asked, his voice small. He didn’t look me in the eyes because he knew
what I was talking about.
“Try to kill yourself!” I said my voice rising.
“You don’t know how it is, Brian! Watching the people who abandon
you do what you loved more than anything!” Nick yelled.
I looked at his eyes, which were a dark blue. “No, I don’t know, but you could of called me
instead of taking cocaine and getting drunk everyday!” I yelled as I saw AJ
open his eyes.
“I had no choice, Brian. I
shouldn’t of been the one to call you when it should have been your job. You’re my friend. Isn’t that what friends are for?” he said as
tears came to my eyes.
I saw AJ look at me, and I looked at Nick, then walked out of the
room.
I walked back to Kevin’s room and start to
cry. Everything he said was true, and it
hurt so much. Was I really the one who
did this to him and our friendship?
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