Andrew laid awake in his bed unable to find sleep. He got home, washed up, ate, and now he was ready to sleep and head to school tomorrow. Weird how something big happens and life still moves forward. Turning on his side, his mind still continued to worry over Rila. Will she be alright? How long will the hospital hold her till he saw her at school? Will he try to kill herself again?<br/><br/>A thought came to mind and Andrew sat up as he let out a frustrated sigh. He didn't ask for her number in case she needed someone to talk to. Andrew knew he was doing a terrible job at helping her. Looking at the clock it read 10:30 pm. Realizing that he won't get any sleep, he got out of bed and went to his desk, turning on his laptop and grabbing his camera he got to work.