SAM'S P.O.V .

**TRIGGER WARNING**

My hands won't stop shaking. They can't stop shaking. I walk to the bathroom and open the medicine cabinet and take out my mom's vicodin. I try to open the bottle but I fail because of my trembling body. I try again this time holding my breath so my hands stop moving as much. I pour them into my hand playing with them between my fingers. I take one after another after another until I finish the whole bottle of my mom's vicodin. I look down, vision blurry from all the tears. There were probably around 19 or 20 in there now all gone. I look back up into my bathroom mirror, tears streaming down my face. I put my hands over my face and fall to the floor crying. I remove my hands from my face and stare at them, blood still covered them from my arms. I …show more content…
I'm feeling really weak and woozy, the water now cold. I don't have enough energy to call her. I just sit there dying. I'm dying. I can hear my mom coming into my room. She is right outside the bathroom. "SAM!" My eyes become heavy again. I feel light for once. I feel as if im floating. Right before my eyes close I can see my mom barge into the bathroom, still calling my name. "SAM" "SAm" "Sam" "sam" Silence. I don't hear anything. I can't see anything. I did it. Im dead.

I hear the sound a subtle beep. Occurring every second. Beap. Beap. Beap. I can hear people whispering and I can hear a slight whimper and sniffle here and there. I open my eyes and automatically close them due to the lights. I open them again slowly and see white everywhere. A hospital. I'm in a fucking hospital. I look around and see what I assume are nurses in blue and mint green scrubs. I knew that it wouldn't happen. It never works out for me. I close my eyes choking back my tears. Once I have myself under control I open my eyes again to see what is putting the pressure on my hand. I look and see my mom, her head down. I also notice my arms bandaged up.