I heard voices outside of the room I was staying in. I opened my eyes slightly since the room was really bright.

"Jeremy why would you want to stay in the suicide watch room with a stranger?" I heard a female nurse ask the paramedic guy who was with me.

"because this girl's family doesn't want nothing to do with her it seems like, no one was home except for her and when I tried calling the family as soon as I said she was going to the hospital they said ' don't care.' and hung up."

"maybe it was to someone else and the connection got cut off?"

"no Karen stop being so heartless." the guy defended me.

I heard a scoff and then the cracked door opened more. the guy 'jeremy' walked in slowly as if he thought I was still asleep. he sat down in the chair next to the hospital bed. I turned to face him which I guess surprised him by the look of shock on his face.

"youre awake?"

"been awake yes."

"how are you feeling?"

"fine."

"that's a lie cause if you were you wouldn't be here."

"then why ask?" he went silent.

"soo how old are you?"

"I'm 19.."

"oh awesome I'm 22. when is your birthday?"

"today..."

"happy birthday!" he said kinda excited.

"whoo." I replied unhappy.

"ill be right back Amelia." he said and jogged out of the room fast.

I let out a sigh and looked around the room. my arms were bandaged in white cloth but blood was coming through, I had an iv in the bend of my forearm and a heart beat monitor clip was on my finger. when my nose itched I noticed I had the oxygen thing up my nose. the room was white and completely empty besides the bed, a chair an the machines I was hooked too.

Jeremy came back with one of the cupcakes from the vending machine and a small candle. he lit the candle and started to sing me happy birthday. I stared at him doe eyed. at the end of the song he let me blow out the candle and handed me the cupcake.

"thank you.."

"i know its not much and you don't really know me but I don't like the situation youre in and I understand where you come from."

"its more than anyone has done for me in a long time."

"did your family always treat you this way?"

"kinda it got worse as I got older but when I was little it was ok I guess. when I turned 12 and got depression cause of bullying and self image issues they didn't care thought I was faking it and my only friend they hated."

"damn I'm really sorry."

"its fine I'm used to it."

"umm well I have another call to get to but I will be back when I'm off tonight."

"you don't have too."

" I know." he smiled and walked out. this guy is weird but really sweet.