“Oh my God” Monkeyberry said.
She took out her phone and called 911.

Meanwhile, Pancake, Montana, Orange Kiwi, and Carlotta were still on the phone.

“Honky blew his load in my mouth yesterday” Carlotta said.

“Shut up” said Pancake. “I’m worried about Strawberry”

“She’ll be fine, Pan” said Orange Kiwi. “Don’t you realize how many times she’s threatened to kill herself? She just wants attention”

“I don’t know, Orange Kiwi” said Montana. “She sounded pretty upset”

“Do you really she’s gonna do it?” Orange Kiwi asked.

“I’ll try calling her, hang on” Carlotta switched over and tried to call Strawberry, but her voicemail picked up, so she switched back over.  “Got her voicemail”

“She’s probably sleeping” Orange Kiwi said. “When she’s trying to sleep, she doesn’t answer her phone”

“I’m worried” said Pancake. “What if she really did kill herself?”

“She didn’t, trust me” said Montana. “Just fucking relax”

“Fine,” said Pancake. “I’m going to go over her house and check on her”

“Ok, call us back, then” said Carlotta.

“Ok, piece” Pancake hung up and started to walk to Strawberry’s house.
She saw an ambulance coming down the street, and it pulled into Strawberry’s driveway.
“Oh my God” Pancake ran over there.

Monkeyberry was standing outside.

“What happened?” Pancake asked.

Monkeyberry tried not to panic. “Somebody tried to stab Strawberry”
Monkeyberry didn’t know that Strawberry wanted to die, so Pancake didn’t tell her.

The paramedics rushed into the house, as Pancake & Monkeyberry followed them.
They carried Strawberry out on a stretcher, and Pancake rode with her to the hospital.

Monkeyberry stayed behind, waiting for Banana to come home from theater, since Banana never answered her phone.