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___________________McKeyla
"Arghh!" I grunted as I smashed the door open.
The wiff of fresh air had taken me off guard.
I collapsed with a great thud.
I could make out blue, red, and white flashes, but they were all a blur. The sound of handcuffs jingling cut the silence like a knife.
"McKeyla! I'm your mother, and you do this to me?!" I heard my mom yell.
"Ma'am you have the right to remain silent. Anything say can and will be used against you!"
"McKeyla! It's Adrienne, please wake up!" I heard Adrienne say.
"Miss, I told you to step away. She was clearly drugged. She will need time to recover."
"But-"
"Go!"
And then I saw black.
Adrienne
I paced and sobbed uncontrollably.
McKeyla was in there, fighting for her life.
No one would let me see her because I wasn't 'family'.
Her family had given up on her! Damn right, I was family.
I covered my mouth. I had never cursed before. It felt...good....
I'm going to try not to make it a habit, though.
"Ma'am, you may see her now." Dr. Hollins said.
"Mmkay." I marched toward room 178B.
I clicked open the door. There she was, hooked up to a bunch of medical machinery.
"Adrienne!" She croaked weakly.
"McKeyla!" I smiled brightly.
"I heard she died, Camryn. She didn't deserve that. I did!" McKeyla cried, grabbing a pocket knife.
Oh, no! She was beginning to self harm!
"Nurse! Dr. Hollins!" I cried frantically.
"Help her!"
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