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felt a pulse or not. If he still had one, it was terribly weak. I pushed his hair out of his eyes and tried to take his pulse again. My knee bumped into something on the floor. It was a bottle of prescription medicine. A bottle of Lortab that I kept around for when my old injuries flared up. It had been nearly full. Now it was mostly empty.
“Why would you do this? What about Lydia? Where’s Lydia?”
I tried to pull Seth out of the tub, but he was too heavy. Panicked, I yanked the stopper out of the bottom of the tub, bouncing from foot to foot while the water drained. I needed to call the ambulance, but I couldn’t just leave him unconscious with the tub full of water. My head was spinning. My stomach roiled. I stopped, covered my face with my hands, and took a deep breath. Then I was back in action.
The water drained to the point where I felt I could race for the phone without Seth drowning during my absence. I ran downstairs, grabbed the phone out of its cradle, and dialed 911 as I took the stairs two at a time.
“911, what is your emergency?”
“My brother is dying and my one year-old niece is missing!” I gave them the address and dropped the phone. I pushed Seth’s hair out of his eyes, and whispered that I loved him. I told him I needed him, that he couldn’t leave me alone, that I wasn’t strong enough to lose Mom, Dad, and now him, too.
“And Lydia! Where’s Lydia?”
He didn’t move. I couldn’t feel any breath. His skin was white and his lips were blue.
I sat down on the floor next to my only brother, put my head on my knees, and sobbed.
Chapter Fourteen
Somebody was banging on the door.
“Paramedics! We’re coming in.”
I leapt to my feet. Somewhere along the line I’d picked up the knife again. Somehow it made me feel a little bit better.
“Up here! Up here, up here,” I screamed, and ran for the stairs. The paramedics were already on their way up.
“Where is he, Miss?”
“The bathroom. That door. I don’t know if he—”
“We have it from here.”
They pushed past me in the small hallway.
“He’s alive ,” one of them yelled. I wrapped my arms around myself and started to cry. The other paramedic turned back to me.
“Miss? Do you have somebody to call? Somebody to give you a ride to the hospital?” He eyed me. “We have a current policy that we can’t take anybody with us, and you’re in no condition to drive.”
“I, uh, yes…” Somewhere in the back of my brain, I realized I was only getting in their way. I pulled myself together. “Yes, I have somebody to call. Excuse me.”
The paramedic nodded and turned back to his work. I stepped into Lydia’s room and dialed Reed’s Taylor’s number.
“Yeah, this is Reed.”
“It’s me.”
“Luna! Listen, I was just about to call you. I think we should—“
“Seth just tried to kill himself.”
A beat. “You’re kidding me.”
“I’m not. The paramedics are here. He was in the bathtub, and he had taken a whole bottle of pills. He always was prissy like that, hated to get dirty. Dad was always after him about it.”
“You’re rambling, baby. Where’s Lydia?”
I started to cry again. I had never cried so much in my life.
“I don’t know . She isn’t here. I looked, before I saw…the house has this strange feel, and I couldn’t find them anywhere. I had a knife and—”
“Hold on. I’ll be right there, Luna. Don’t go anywhere, do you understand me?”
He hung up, and I cradled the phone to my chest just to be closer to him. The paramedics had Seth on a stretcher and were maneuvering him down the stairs.
The blond paramedic l ooked very weary. “We’re taking him to St. Marks. See what we can do.”
I nodded. I didn’t know what else to do. I followed as they loaded Seth into the ambulance, turned on their sirens, and roared away.
Chapter Fifteen
I had my helmet in hand by the time Reed Taylor squealed into the driveway. I climbed onto the bike behind him, wrapped
“Why would you do this? What about Lydia? Where’s Lydia?”
I tried to pull Seth out of the tub, but he was too heavy. Panicked, I yanked the stopper out of the bottom of the tub, bouncing from foot to foot while the water drained. I needed to call the ambulance, but I couldn’t just leave him unconscious with the tub full of water. My head was spinning. My stomach roiled. I stopped, covered my face with my hands, and took a deep breath. Then I was back in action.
The water drained to the point where I felt I could race for the phone without Seth drowning during my absence. I ran downstairs, grabbed the phone out of its cradle, and dialed 911 as I took the stairs two at a time.
“911, what is your emergency?”
“My brother is dying and my one year-old niece is missing!” I gave them the address and dropped the phone. I pushed Seth’s hair out of his eyes, and whispered that I loved him. I told him I needed him, that he couldn’t leave me alone, that I wasn’t strong enough to lose Mom, Dad, and now him, too.
“And Lydia! Where’s Lydia?”
He didn’t move. I couldn’t feel any breath. His skin was white and his lips were blue.
I sat down on the floor next to my only brother, put my head on my knees, and sobbed.
Chapter Fourteen
Somebody was banging on the door.
“Paramedics! We’re coming in.”
I leapt to my feet. Somewhere along the line I’d picked up the knife again. Somehow it made me feel a little bit better.
“Up here! Up here, up here,” I screamed, and ran for the stairs. The paramedics were already on their way up.
“Where is he, Miss?”
“The bathroom. That door. I don’t know if he—”
“We have it from here.”
They pushed past me in the small hallway.
“He’s alive ,” one of them yelled. I wrapped my arms around myself and started to cry. The other paramedic turned back to me.
“Miss? Do you have somebody to call? Somebody to give you a ride to the hospital?” He eyed me. “We have a current policy that we can’t take anybody with us, and you’re in no condition to drive.”
“I, uh, yes…” Somewhere in the back of my brain, I realized I was only getting in their way. I pulled myself together. “Yes, I have somebody to call. Excuse me.”
The paramedic nodded and turned back to his work. I stepped into Lydia’s room and dialed Reed’s Taylor’s number.
“Yeah, this is Reed.”
“It’s me.”
“Luna! Listen, I was just about to call you. I think we should—“
“Seth just tried to kill himself.”
A beat. “You’re kidding me.”
“I’m not. The paramedics are here. He was in the bathtub, and he had taken a whole bottle of pills. He always was prissy like that, hated to get dirty. Dad was always after him about it.”
“You’re rambling, baby. Where’s Lydia?”
I started to cry again. I had never cried so much in my life.
“I don’t know . She isn’t here. I looked, before I saw…the house has this strange feel, and I couldn’t find them anywhere. I had a knife and—”
“Hold on. I’ll be right there, Luna. Don’t go anywhere, do you understand me?”
He hung up, and I cradled the phone to my chest just to be closer to him. The paramedics had Seth on a stretcher and were maneuvering him down the stairs.
The blond paramedic l ooked very weary. “We’re taking him to St. Marks. See what we can do.”
I nodded. I didn’t know what else to do. I followed as they loaded Seth into the ambulance, turned on their sirens, and roared away.
Chapter Fifteen
I had my helmet in hand by the time Reed Taylor squealed into the driveway. I climbed onto the bike behind him, wrapped
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