After the incident at the nightclub, Sean hasn’t seen Amy in person. It wasn’t because she was mad at him or had refused to see him, but because he was scared. He was scared of her reaction when he eventually decides to see her and apologize for that night.
Will she forgive him for his actions? Will she still want to be friends with him? Will she even want to hear him out?
All these thoughts has been bothering him ever since he returned Amy’s phone on the night of the incident. He finally picked up the courage to apologize to Amy. Whatever the outcome, he’d accept it, so he drove over to Amy’s house.
On getting there, he was told by the house administrator that Amy left the house quite early that morning. Where could she have gone to? He wondered, as it was only 9:00am in the morning. He then decided to wait an hour or two, since he had nothing important to do that morning.
Thirty minutes later, Amy walked through the front door in tears. She was a sobbing mess. What could’ve happened?
Sean immediately stood up from the couch and walked towards Amy, stopping her before she could walk past him.
“Amy, what’s wrong? Talk to me” Sean cupped her face in his hands.
“H- he broke up w- with me” she sobbed, crying into his chest.
Sean could tell Amy was in so much pain, as she was crying profusely and grabbing unto his shirt like her life depended on it.
How could that bastard hurt her in this manner? What did she do to deserve such treatment?
He wished he could get his hands on the jerk that broke her heart, he’d strangle him with his own hands.
Amy cried until she developed a headache and her throat turned sore. She wanted to be alone, she needed to be alone. So, she pulled away from Sean’s embrace and ran upstairs to her bedroom, locking the door behind her.
Sean went after her, but he wasn’t able to catch up with her.
“Amy, please open the door” he said, knocking on the door.
“Amy, listen to me. He doesn’t deserve you… Please, open up” he pleaded, but there was no response.
He slid down the door, sitting on the floor. He was willing to wait in the hallway all day until Amy comes out of her room.
After close to two hours of waiting, Sean became nervous. There was a sudden sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, but he couldn’t tell why. He dragged himself off the floor and tried the door again, but it was still locked. He pressed his ear against the door to listen for any sound. When he couldn’t make out any sound, he began banging on the door.
“Amy. Amy!” He called a couple of times while trying to force the door open.
After several attempts, the door bursted open. Sean rushed inside and looked around the room. The entire room was scattered, but there was no sign of Amy anywhere. Just then, he heard the sound of running water, so he guessed she was in the shower. He decided to sit on the bench in front of her bed, when something caught his eyes. Water was flowing from the bathroom into the bedroom, but it didn’t really look like water.
To clear his suspicion, Sean moved closer to the bathroom door.
“Oh no!” He gasped when he realized the water was mixed with blood.
Without further delay, he opened the bathroom door and was completely shocked to find Amy unconscious in the bathtub with the faucet still running. He ran to her and carried her out of the tub, gently placing her on the floor. He performed a CPR on her, but she wasn’t responding.
“Please, Amy. Don’t die on me” he tried again but got the same result.
Only when he was crying on her unconscious body, regretting all his past actions from when they were kids, did he notice a bloody razor on the bathroom floor. He then took his time to carefully look at her body for any bruises. There were two deep cuts on her two wrists.
“No, no, no, no” he mumbled, hurriedly reaching for his phone.
He called an ambulance and told them what had happened. They asked for the house address, which he quickly gave to them. When they assured him that they were on their way, he hung up and dialed Henry’s number. After two rings, Henry picked his call.
“Hey, Sean. How-“
“Henry, Amy is lying unconscious on her bathroom floor” he nervously informed Henry.
“What?! How did that happen?!” Henry yelled from the other end.
“She- she got back home in tears, and when I asked her what happened, she only said he broke up with her. I’m guessing she meant her boyfriend” he explained, placing his trembling hand in his pocket.
“That bastard! I told her he wasn’t good enough for her but she wouldn’t listen”
Sean could hear Henry smashing some items in his office. How does he tell him the situation is more serious than he thinks?
“Have you called an ambulance?” Henry asked when he was done venting his anger.
“Yeah, I did. They’re on their way”
“I’ll be there in ten minutes”
“Why the hell would she try to kill herself because of a guy?!” Henry was fuming with anger. They were currently in the hospital, where Sean narrated everything.
“I swear I’ll kill him. If I get my hands on him, I’ll literally kill him and damn the consequences” Henry said, pacing up and down in the hospital hallway.
“Henry, where is my daughter? What happened to my baby?” Paula had just arrived, accompanied by her husband.
Henry had called her to tell her about their daughter’s current condition after arriving the hospital.
“She’s currently in the ICU… Besides the fact that she attempted suicide because her supposed boyfriend broke up with her, I know nothing”
“What?! He broke up with her?!” Paula exclaimed in anger and surprise.
“You know the son of a bitch that hurt our daughter?” Henry asked through gritted teeth.
“I know nothing, Henry” Paula lied, nervously tucking her hair behind her ear.
“You better not, Paula. For the sake of our daughter, you better not”
In that moment, the doctor in charge of Amy approached them. Sean, Mandy and Jack, who were present stood up from their seats to hear what the doctor had to say.
“Doctor, please tell me my daughter is alive” Henry immediately said.
“Your daughter is alive, but.. she’s currently in a coma” the doctor explained.
“Oh my God” Paula muffled her sobs by placing her hand over her mouth.
“That’s not all” the doctor continued, making them fear the worse.
What could be worse than their daughter being in a coma?
“Because she was brought in late and had lost a lot of blood, we couldn’t save the baby. I’m sorry”
“Baby?!” Amy’s parents yelled in disbelief.
“Yes… Your daughter was five weeks pregnant”