'Uh?' I woke up and was in a strange room. All white and it smelled like... hospital! Oh my God! How did I end up being in the hospital? I was panicking. And I thought I was going to die.

But someone's hand was holding my left hand. It was so warm and the person was asleep on the side of my bed. When I looked down I thought it was going to be my mam but then the hand felt so strong.

I knew then that it wasn't my mam's. Somehow I was disappointed. I felt so sad. It was Bryan's hand instead. When I realised this, he woke up and greeted me with this sweet smile but concerned look.

'Hey, how are you feeling?' and he looked down to my hand that he was holding, 'You wouldn't let go of my hand you know.' Bryan grinned. I was embarrassed, I mean who wouldn't? 'Uhmm hmmm mmmm..'

Suddenly he seemed to be a bit uncomfy. Before I realised what he meant when he shot it up. 'Do you, umm, know...umm...that...umm...you're...' I cut him there. It was all open in the air. He knew what was I up to. Why should it be a stranger that actually cared about what I was up to? '..taking drugs. I know.'

These tears came from nowhere and it started to flood my cheeks. I never cried in front of a stranger. It was even like a dream for me to cry in front of anyone at all. Bryan came over to me and tried to give me a hug but I pushed him away. 'Go away. You don't even know who I am. Please just go okay? Leave me alone!'