Big Brother To The Rescue Part 2

          I started looking around the house to see where my sister's boyfriend was. I found him half drunk and messing around in the dinning room. After asking for his help we both walked into the bathroom to get her. He helped her up by one arm and I got the other. We both than led her into the hall and than up the stairs. Instead of taking her to her bedroom, we ended up taking her to the upstairs bathroom. After lowering her to the floor, she nearly collapsed on the ground. I think I remember her getting sick again and than laying back down.
          I tried telling her she needed to get to bed, but she didn't move from the ground. Her boyfriend tried telling her the same thing. He than grabbed her arm and tried to pull her up. But instead of sitting up, her limp body swung sideways and her head ended up smacking into the toilet bowl. She than dropped back to the floor again not moving.  Figuring he was too drunk to be of any use, I made her boyfriend get out of my way so I could help her.
          I than sat down and held her in my lap. It felt like I was holding a dead body. She was completely limp, her skin was white, and I could barely tell if she was breathing. The only thing that let me know she was alive was her pulse. I didn't know what to do and felt trapped. On the one hand I wanted to call 911 for help, but I had a bunch of minors running around my house with alcohol and God only knows what else. Since I was the oldest one there, I was convinced I would some how get in trouble for what was taking place.
          "F-ck" I thought to myself "I told my parents I didn't want to be here for this".  I bet that me drinking earlier was helping me to maintain my calm. Because if I hadn't, I would have completely lost my mind from the pressure and fear. I sat there a bit longer saying a silent prayer to myself. Eventually I decided to pick her up in my arms and take her to her bed. After laying her down, I left her in the room to sleep.
          I immediately started walking around the house trying to figure out what she had. I was convinced that there was no way in hell that just alcohol led her to this. But no one was entirely sure what had happened, they just said that she had been drinking. I eventually got a call from my parents who wanted to know how the party was going. I considered telling them about what had happened, but instead said that everything was fine.
          Now I did not do this to cover the kids in my house, I did this because I felt it was pointless to alarm my parents when they were so far away and it was so late. I also wanted them to enjoy their night without any worries. After I was done talking to them I went back to check on my sister again. I walked back into her room to find her out of her bed and face down on the floor. This story will be concluded in the next post.