A broken heart

I don´t stop calling Sarah on the phone, but she doesn´t take the phone. Messaging her more than 60 times and still no replies, and it is 2:30 am in the morning. She said she did not want to come to the party, and instead she went to her friend Maria´s house. Sarah wanted me to take her home, so I am still waiting. I decide to go to Maria´s house, and I hate Maria, but she welcomes me, and tells me that Sarah didn´t visit her, and that she also didn’t answer her phone calls or messages. And as soon as she says this, I run to Sarah´s house. I slow the speed, because I am winded and look across the empty roads, and something tells me that I am not the only one. All of a sudden I see someone laying on a bench. It is a girl, because she wears heels. And it looks like the heels I bought to Sarah, and I spurt to the bench, and try to wake her up. I get myself to call 911, and I tell them where I am and what is happening. They say they will be here in a very few minutes. I feel the tears in my eyes, which I should not be worrying about, because the ambulance is here. The doctor says that she was raped by a few men, but that she binge drank alcohol, so that she was unable to do something when the men raped her, and0020says she would not survive.