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"I go home ,changing." I yelled before i walked out of his front door. I grabbed my keys and unlocked my own door.
                          
"Fuck!" I screamed. "Mom!" I fell down next to her. Crying. Surrounded by pills. "Mom! Please!" I schreamed. "Somebody help!" 
She tried to kill herself.
"911, what's the emergency?" A woman answers the phone. My shaky voice tells everything. "Hurry up!" I scream. 
The doorbell rang, but I'm not opening. I just sat there... crying. Screaming. 
"Cassie!" Michaels voice. How did he get in. I just kept crying. 
"Fuck! Cassie!" He runned over and holded me tight. "She still breathes Cassie... she'll be fine." He whipered. I buried my face in his chest.
                          
Everything went fast. A doctor came over while we're waiting. "I want to see her!" I screamed. "Are you het daughter?" I nodded. "Is he family?" The man pointed at Michael. "Uhm.. he's my boyfriend." I lied. No way that I was gonna leave him alone. I needed someone. "Follow me."  I nodded and Michael holded my hand
                          
"Her system is trying it's best to loose the poison. She's in a coma for a few days. We're not sure if she's going to wake up again." He said. I felt the tears crawling down my cheeks. "Mom! You can't leave me!" I screamed. "Come on. We go home. I'll take care of you." Michael whispered. "No! I want to stay here!" I screamed.
Michael grabs me around my waist. Pulling me closer to him. "If you stay here, you'll break and I don't want you to." He looks straight into my eyes. I just nod. "We'll call you if there's news miss Edwards." The doctor says. I just nod and follow Michael out.
                          
"You okay?" He asked. I shooked. He cleaned up all the mess that's made. I got a rage eruption. I was upset. I really didn't want this. He pulled me closer and wrapped his arms around me. "You'll be okay bae. I pinkypromise" i shrugged and buried my face in his schoulders.
                          
"Cassie?" Three boys are standing in front of me. They al hug me. "Come in." I mumbled. My voice was gone. My tears were all gone. I couln't cry anymore. "We're so sorry." Luke said and he hugged me one more time. 
"Don't" i said with a weak smile.
                          
"Better?" They asked and I nodded. "Yeah thanks." They made me eat something so I won't pass out. To be honest. I felt physically better. But i was a mental mess. My mom could possibly die and I miss her already here. I would've go back to London till I'm 18.
And I don't want that.
                          
I'm turning 18 in a month. But I'm sure i couldn't miss these guys. They've been better friends than anybody these weeks.
                          
"Whatya thinking about?" Michael whispers. "Sorry just mom." I shrugged. "We're here for you anyway. But what happens if she..." Luke doesn't want to finish his sentence. "She won't." I snapped. I don't want to go back to London.
                          
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"Hello?" I answered the phone on tuesdaymorning. "Miss Edwards. You should come over. It's about your mom." A sad voice says on the other side... "i'll be there in 15 minutes."
No.no.no.noo.
"Michael! Wake up!" I yelled. Almost crying. "Hey whats up?" He asked with his raspy morning voice. "Can you please drive me to the hospital? There's something wrong with my mother." He nodded and quickly came out of bed. I asked him to stay over so I won't be alone for the night. I quickly changed and put my hair in a messy ponytail.
                          
"Miss Edwards?" I nod. "You should come with me." I'm scared. Just tell me what's wrong with her. We walk in to the room. Mochael couldn't come. The doctors said he has to wait. 
"Sweetie." My mom is awake.  She is awake! I run towards her. "Mom." I whispered. "I was so scared..."i buried my face in her shoulder.
"I'm so sorry." She cried. The last time i saw her cry was when my dad said that he was leaving.
"Will you come home?" She looked at the doctor. "Your mother will be in psychiartry for a few months." My mouth fell open. "Cassandra... you're going back to London. Your father will take care." I shook my head. "No fucking way." I almost yelled. "Just untill you're 18 sweetie." She tried to convince me. "That's like 28 days. Why can't I just stay?" I asked almost crying. "Because you're under age."  I shook again while running away. " Cassie!" Michael yelled, but I ignored it. I don't want to go back to my stupid father. I don't want to go back to London.