I took a drag from my cigarette, exhaling hard, the smoke curling in the damp air. I stood under the hospital's awning, Jasmine beside me, both of us watching the rain pour down. An ambulance wailed in the distance, its lights flashing on the slick main road below. The storm had fucked the roads—traffic was a mess, cars barely moving.
After I got that strange reward, I called Penelope right after, warning her about Mendy. Told her to check on her, said she might've done something to herself. Penelope braved the storm, found Mendy at her place. Lying on the bed, pills beside her. Unfortunately, her mom was out of town, but thank fuck Penelope managed to got her to the hospital just in time. The doctors pumped her stomach; she was stable now. This whole thing was a mess, but at least Mendy was alive.
"I can't believe she'd do something like that," I said, taking another drag, my voice heavy. "Fuck… it's because I helped Richard."
