Models Puh-Lease!

Chaptor 8:

Amys POV:

Im so bored!!!!! Ugh. I hate living where none of my friends are around.
"I HEAR YOUR HEART BEAT BEAT TO THE BEAT OF THE DR-"
"Hello?" (me)
"Hi, is this Amy?" (unknown)
"Yea, who is this?" (me)
"Im Lisa, Trey's mom. Trey has been in and out of consicness for the past week. The first thing he said was, 'Where's Amy?' I got your number from his phone. He's at the Albineo emergency care department."
WHAT!?!?!
"What happened?" (me)
"Im afraid I cant tell you. Its a hurtfull memory. Trey would love for you to visit him." (Lisa)
"Okay." (me)
I hung up and got my coat.
"Im going for a walk!!!" I yelled as I walked out the door.
I ran to the Albineo Emergency Center. I dont know why but I felt this weird feeling that I've only felt once before.

Flashback Amy's POV:
When I was little I loved being outside. For one reason. My dog. Sandy was the best dog I could ask for. She loved me and I loved her. When I fell down and started crying she would lay down next to me and lick my tears up gently. When I got mad and sent to my room, I would climb out my window and go sit in the doghouse with her and tell Sandy everything and cry into her fur. I had never been without her, never had to. She was there before me, and she had been there for me since the day I came home from the hospital. She may have technically been my brother's dog, but I was her master and best friend.
But when you have something perfect, it doesnt last forever. She got cancer. Giant tomers covered her lungs. She couldnt retrieve like she used to. Her backbone started bending under the weight of the tomers. Eventually, she looked like a banana. I knew it was the right thing to put her out of pain. But as the shot was being injected into her, I lost it.
Know one knew it though. I didnt scream, pull my hair, or try to attack the Vet so Sandy would live. I never was the same after that. I never wanted to love after it. I still remember that look she was giving me. As if she thought I could save her, fix her... But I didnt even try to, I stood there, tears pouring down my face, like a murderer. I might as well have been, I could have stopped her from dying. But I didnt. I didnt...
Do you know what happens when I person loses the thing they love the most?

They go insane.