Between The Roses

Seven hours. It had been seven hours since we had gotten to the ER and we were just now being let back to see Zara. None of the nurses or doctors we’d seen would tell us what was going on or why she was actually there and it was really beginning to make me mad. My hand was entwined in Andy’s and I was silent as we walked down the hallway. So many thoughts were running in and out of my head. Why did she do this? When did it start? What made her start? Our group of people turned a corner and were led into a hospital room. On the bed laid an unconscious Zara, who looked sickly and not like the person I call my best friend. My hand immediately went to my mouth to cover it and I felt Andy rub his hand down my arm.

In a chair next to the bed sat Chris, Zara’s older brother. He had looked up when we walked in and sat up straight. A million and one thoughts were running through my head as I stared at her. Nothing was making sense about this situation at all. She had always seemed so happy around us and never hinted at something being wrong. Even Cole had no idea.

“Wow,” the sound of Callum’s voice broke the silence as we all stood there.

“What did the doctor say?” Matt asked Chris. Zara’s brother sighed as he shifted in his seat.

“For one thing he said she is lucky to still be alive. He then left these damn pamphlets for me to look through,” he pointed to a pile of papers on the table.

“You don’t have to do that right now. Has she woken up at all since she got here?” I asked Chris and he swallowed.

“For a little while about two hours ago. The doctors sedated her because she was becoming violent and wouldn’t listen to a word anyone was saying,” he sighed and rubbed his face.

“Why don’t you go grab something to eat or get a coffee. We got her,” I suggested to him and he nodded.

“Yeah, I think I might go do that. I have to update my family anyways,” he sighed again as he stood from the chair and left the room. I continued to stand in front of Andy as my eyes wandered back to Zara, who looked as if she was waking up. Immediately I walked up to the side of the bed and grabbed her hand. Her head moved around and she swallowed as her eyes were fluttering open. When they were fully open, she looked around and looked either overwhelmed of guilty.

“Hey Zar,” I spoke softly to her and she turned her head to face me.

“Sadee, what are you doing here? Where am I?” She asked as she began to grow panicky.

“You’re at the hospital Zara. Cole found you unconscious at your kitchen table earlier. What happened?” I asked. She immediately began to calm down as I spoke.

“Nothing happened, I just. I passed out,” she looked at me.

“Zara, Cole said he found a bottle of Oxy spilled next to you. We know you overdosed, there’s no need to lie,” I spoke softly but firmly to her.

“I’m not lying, I passed out, that’s it,” she said and I sighed.

“Can everyone please leave so I can talk to Zara for a second?” I looked at the group of people and they all nodded before beginning to leave. Andy walked up to me and rubbed my shoulders.

“Don’t get too stressed about this,” he reminded me and I nodded. He then walked out of the room, leaving me and Zara alone. She was staring at her hands and was silent.

“It’s just me and you Zara,” I began and she lifted her head to look at me. “What the hell? Since when the fuck did you do drugs?”

“I don’t do drugs, I do a singular drug, there is a difference,” she spoke quietly.

“Are you seriously trying to justify this? Zara, you overdosed on Oxycontin! You could have died!” I began to raise my voice.

“That was the point!” She yelled back and I stared at her.

“You wanted to kill yourself? Since when?” I asked.

“Since me and CC broke up. He was the love of my life and life has been really hard since then,” she looked at her hands.

“But that happened like two years ago and you are engaged to Cole now. I thought you were happy with him,” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“I am happy with him. But just because I’m happy with him doesn’t mean I am 100% happy with everything in my life,” she explained and I sighed.

“But you could have talked to me Zara. You know I am always there for you, no matter what,” I reminded her and she bit her lip. Tears were beginning to run down her face and I had to refrain myself from crying.

“I didn’t want to rain on your happy parade. You got married and now you’re pregnant. You’re life is so fucking fantastic and mine just sucks and keeps getting worse. That’s why I was doing the Oxy,” she explained to me and I looked at my feet.

“I don’t care if my life was going great. You could have talked to me. How long have you been doing it?” I asked and she looked at her hands.

“Shortly after me and CC ended,” she admitted and I nodded.

“Look, these four pamphlets are four different rehab places. Pick one. And I know you don’t want to hear this, but you are not doing anything with the band until you are clean, 110% clean,” I told me and she stared at me.

“Hey, why is everyone out here?” I heard from the doorway and I sighed.

“Pick one Zara. I’ll tell Matt and the label. Get better,” I spoke quickly before I left the room and looked at the group of people.

“So?” Matt asked.

“Apparently her and CC breaking up like two years ago fucked with her head and she’s been doing Oxy since shortly after that. I told her she has to choose a rehab place and that she isn’t doing anything with the band until she is completely clean,” I answered before I turned and began walking away from the group and towards the doors. From behind me I heard footsteps before I felt a hand on my shoulder.

“Are you okay?” Andy asked and I shrugged as we walked.

“I’m not sure but I want to go home and relax,” I sighed and he nodded. Zara has been my best friend since we met all those years ago and her basically blaming me for her doing the drugs instead of talking to me made me feel partially responsible for it, even though I’m not.

Notes

Sadee's Outfit:
http://www.polyvore.com/sadee_between_roses_chapter_four/set?id=191684942

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