Officer Prescott

Chapter 117

January 28th, 2018. The worst day of my life. Out of everything that me and Trev have went through, with the amount of times Trev had gotten high and almost even died, January 28th, 2018 was the worst he had ever been and the worst day of my entire life.

I was at work but left early because I hadn't been feeling good. Kenz was still in school but I asked my dad to pick her up because he had Dak for the night and needed to bring him back anyway.

When I got home it was really quiet in the house. Trev wasn't in the living room either and he usually always was when I got home. I knew I was early, but still. I went upstairs into the bedroom and didn't see Trev. I was expecting him to be watching TV or something but he wasn't. I didn't even see Cooper.

Then I walked into the bathroom and stepped on shards on broken glass with my heels as I walked in. It was a broken bottle of vodka, with no vodka spilled around it, and Trev was lying in the bathtub.

"Oh god, Trev." I said softly and I ran to him. I knelt down next to the tub and he was unconscious. I didn't even think he was breathing. He had coke on his nose and I checked his arms, they were fine. All he did was coke and drink-which was bad but it was what he usually did.

"Trev." I said with tears in my eyes and I shook his shoulder and his head went back and I held it up. I put my head against his chest and heard his faint heartbeat and I felt a weak pulse in his neck.

"Trevor, wake up." I cried and grabbed my phone. I called the police and hung up after. I couldn't speak, but they could just track my phone and be on their way. I called sawyer sobbing too and he told me to slow down and relax. I couldn't even explain or talk without sobbing, but I think he understood.

"I'll be there in less than 5 minutes, okay? Don't worry." He said.

"Okay." I cried and he hung up. I tossed my phone down and grabbed his hand as I cried and I was screaming at the top of my lungs for him to wake up. I got up to fill a cup with water to toss on him to see if it'd work and I saw a letter on the sink. I stopped and I grabbed it. It was to me from him.

"Bails,
I'm sorry I did this when you weren't here. I just didn't want you to be. You always talk about how you never want to lose me because of these drugs but you lost me a long time ago to them, sweetheart. It's no one's fault but my own and I wish I could find myself again but I can't. You have done everything you could to make me a better man and I keep going back to it. I'm scared if I get help, it won't work and I'll just keep going back and I know I will. I love you more than words will ever explain. I hope you never forget that. I love the kids with everything in me too. I drank too much and I've never felt this way before while I was drunk and high. I feel different and I don't feel like I'll be here much longer. If something happens or already happened to me, I'm sorry. I just want you to be happy and I keep taking you away from happiness. You deserve the world and so much more. I promise I'll watch over you and the kids and I promise you'll find someone even better with them than me. Tell Dak all about me, please. Tell him how much I loved him and how we named him after our favorite football team. Tell him how we met. I hope he becomes a police officer and he does an even better job than me at it and treats his mommy right. I hope whoever you find treats him like their own. Just know I loved you. I love you and appreciated you with how much you loved me and how much you tried. I tried too and I just couldn't do it anymore. I'm sorry, Bailey. Things will get better.

Love you so much,
Trevvy"

I froze at the sink with my hands trembling as I held the paper and I felt like I was on the verge of passing out.

"No." I screamed and cried.

"No! Trevor no!" I screamed and I threw the paper down. I knelt down next to him and grabbed his arms and pulled him up. I cupped his cheeks and screamed for him to wake up and I heard people running up the stairs. Sawyer ran into the bathroom and grabbed me and pulled me away from him and I screamed for him to let me go.

"Let me go! Let me see him! Make him wake up!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and sawyer held me back as EMTs checked his pulse and grabbed him.

"Wake up, Trevor!"