I try to push away the pain that is starting to rip through my chest. I almost feel like I am having a heart attack. I am having trouble breathing and I am in blinding pain. I reach for my phone to call 911… I think I am going to die. I pick it up and it is buzzing. I swipe up to answer, not bothering to see who it is, because I need help and now! I place it to my ear panting for any sensation of breath, unable to speak and that is when I hear it.
“Em, are you okay?.. EM!” It is Vice… At the sound of his voice my body calms and my breathe begins to even, though my ears continue to ring. “Emileen, please. I know that you are mad at me, but please, say something! Anything!!!” I take my first deep breath in what feels like an eternity. “Hi,” I breathe out… It
